I've discovered my voice - what fun! I can now make wonderful noises like, 'mmmMMMmmmm' and 'nnggggrrrrrhhh' and 'aaaaeeeeiiiiiiaaaah'. These sounds come out even better if I have my foot or some fingers in my mouth.

My feet are a lot of fun too. I can grab them and pull them up to my mouth to suck on my toes. I'm pretty happy when I can do that.

I'm starting to realise that I can reach out and grab things. Especially when I'm on Mum's lap at the table. Previously I was content to sit there and just look around, but a couple of days ago I reached forward to grab some papers and a whole new world of playthings opened up. I grabbed a magazine to chew on this morning before reaching out to Mum's breakfast bowl. That provoked an instant scramble by Mum and suddenly everything was out of reach and my usual toys were plonked in front of me. Spoilsport.

I'm getting used to eating millet porridge each day for breakfast or morning tea and actually quite enjoy it. Mum has still made me try some different foods for my afternoon meal though. Over the last couple of days I've had pumpkin. I kind of don't mind the flavour too much, but I think the texture needs some work. It's stringy and rough and I have to mush it around in my mouth a lot before swallowing it. I was happy with my rice, but Mum went and changed it - apparently she put some quinoa with it which has totally changed the flavour. Last night I had rice and quinoa congee with pumpkin and I really ate it under sufferance. I don't know why I kept opening my mouth because each mouthful made me frown and screw up my face. But I kept eating it.

This morning Mum gave me apple again, but it was better than last time. I managed to eat about eight mouthfuls before deciding that I'd really rather go to bed, so I started crying. Off came my bib, my mouth was wiped (I hate that) and I was happily in bed asleep before I new it. Nice, prompt service - I like that.