I would like to say that daddy simply dropped the ball again and didn’t dedicate as much time towards my story here, but actually he didn’t. I mean the dropped the ball by not letting me speak, but he didn’t in the other areas where he kept on looking after me as good as he always was. not as good as mommy though (wink wink).

the routine has changed again for us couple weeks ago when daddy stopped working nights and became a living creature once again. it was much needed change. although he wouldn’t leave me alone for too long, I could clearly see that he was getting more and more tired before as he was simply not getting enough sleep. he even developped a strange purple circles under his eyes at some stage too, but I suppose that’s what happens to all of us, doesn’t it? he must had enough of this. and now he’s working days which means that it’s my mommy taking care of me in the mornings right until he picks me up in the afternoons. happy days! as soon as she’ll drop of my older bro to school, I can have her all for myself and don’t need to share her kindness with anyone. sweet!

I may be missing out on some of these walks he was taking me in the week days though, strapped to the buggy and wrapped up warm, but now when the wheather gets better again and I can easily walk (if not run), I suppose he’s happy he doesn’t have to deal with me all the time. I can roam all over the estate as if there’s no tomorrow. cause I’m not the easy fella now, I’m telling you. I enjoy making a challenge for myself and fighting through all the obstacles I can find on my way. I’m a messer. oh big time, I really am! it will take a while before I’ll tell you how I was in last few weeks so you can fully get a full spectrum of my capabilities. just you wait for it!