I have just had possibly the most boring afternoon ever. Mum decided that we should go to the movies together - we saw The Return of the King at Victoria Gardens. I don't know what possessed her, but I am way past sitting on her lap for a few hours thank you very much! We went into this tiny little room with seats for adults but no space for kidlettes. There were two other parents there and another baby about my age. We started off trying to explore the room, but our Mums kept interfering and stopping us from going down the stairs. I tried playing with a few toys Mum brought, but got tired of that after five minutes. There was nothing for it but to grumble.

Initially the grumbling prompted Mum to feed me. First up I got banana and I was happy with that for about ten minutes. The next grumble got me a breastfeed. I settled after that for a half-hour nap. A particularly noisy bit of movie woke me up and put me in a very grouchy mood. That got me some stewed apple. I think the food ran out after that because Mum started up the jigging around and patting and 'shhhh'-ing, and even a 'be quiet', which made me absolutely bawl. Finally I settled in the pram and just watched the other baby, who had managed to sleep through all the noise and wake up in a very babbly mood.

I was so happy to leave! Now that I'm home, I've been sitting on the balcony pulling leaves off Mum's gardenia plant. My little payback.