I like walking; walking is fun. I've been walking all over the place today, even to the point of forgetting that I'm not that good at it yet. Mum will put me down and I'll take off before I've really got my balance. Then I go plop and fall forwards onto my hands and my head stops just short of the ground. If I walk too slowly then I end up rocking from side to side and eventually crumpling onto my bottom. But when I get it just right I can walk the whole way across the room.

Tonight Oskar held my hand and we walked together from where we'd been watching TV over to Mum and Dad. I was so happy. I beamed at Daddy and grinned up at Oskar. He was so gentle with me. When we were watching TV he stroked my head and kissed my forehead. He's such a lovely big brother.

I went to a park with Oskar and Mum yesterday and it was the first time I've been able to walk around the playthings rather than be carried or crawl and get woodchips in my knees. It was very satisfying.

In other news, my top teeth have finally broken through my gum. The skin is peeling away and I have huge craters in my mouth. Well, that's what it feels like anyway. I was up late last night and woke very early this morning with the pain. I even struggled with a breastfeed this morning - I must have been in a bad way. I ditched the feed and opted for a snuggle while I grizzled. It was kind of nice, actually. I'm not as sore tonight, but maybe that's because I'm so tired from all my walking. Maybe I'll sleep better tonight.