I can now get up on my hands and knees! I'm pretty happy with this. I rock around a bit and usually stick my right leg out straight when I get a bit wobbly. Then I slide back to my tummy but then discover that I've moved backwards away from my toys. I stretch forwards to try to reach them but can't seem to get there myself. Mum or Dad then comes over to move me closer again.

Oskar has been playing with me quite a lot. I really like that, except for when he starts chucking things around or tries to squash me. But a few days ago he stuck a 50 cent coin in my mouth. I thought it looked good to chew on, like everything else, so I happily took it. But then I started gagging and coughing and Dad came flying over. I managed to spit it out, along with a good mouthful of vomit, but Daddy was very mad with Oskar. I felt fine after that and searched around for something else to put in my mouth while Daddy yelled at Oskar.

I've had some more different foods. Mum gave me some packet cereal for brekkie - it was okay I guess, but nothing special. I was happy to go back to millet porridge with apple, which is much better now that Mum strains out the lumpy bits. I've tried beetroot with carrot. I wasn't very impressed with that - it was too hard and chunky. I really like carrot and broccoli mushed together with rice and quinoa on the side. Yum. Another new food has been chicken - that's really yummy.

I've been sleeping out in the loungeroom for the last week. Seems that Mum and Dad got sick of my crying and shifted me out there. The problem is that it takes them much longer to come to me when I cry. The first night they left me ages and ages before coming to me. I was so upset! The second night they still took ages so I started feeling around and found my dummy all by myself. So that's what I do if they don't come straight away - search for my dummy and try to get it into my mouth. I'm pretty good at getting it in my mouth now and I often fall asleep again without Mum or Dad coming at all. Last night I didn't wake up at all - until my usual wake-up call from Oskar at somewhere around 6am. After Oskar wakes me up, Dad moves me back into the bedroom where I go back to sleep after a drink. I quite like it now - I don't get disturbed by Mum and Dad talking at night, or by their bedside lights. Works well all round.