Grandma and I spent an evening together while Mum and Dad were off doing whatever it is they do. I played with the curtains, and the flower pot, and Grandma's hair, and all the cords and fringes we could find. I didn't have to brush my teeth. In fact I didn't even have to go to bed. It's good when Grandma is in charge.

So this is what those white hard things growing out of my gums are used for! I always thought they were there so that I could bite Mama's chin.

Actually I only have six teeth yet, so I think I'd better stick to bananas for a while. Grandma doesn't mind sharing.

The other day i heard that British babies are having trouble complying to photo standards when applying for passports. Regulations say that in the passport photo, baby's eyes must be open, its mouth closed, and the face expressionless. I say: what's the problem?

In the weekend Isse came for a visit. He is Very Cool. He owns an ambulance that flashes and makes lots of tooting noises. We watched TV together.

Friday was great fun. Theodor almost bashed my head in with a flower pot and was very pleased with himself. I snuck up from behind to retiliate. I was literally after his scalp.

Axel was also in a good mood until I got my hands on that fluffy stuff on his head...

Frida is kindof big so I left her alone and made a quick getaway before they knew what hit them.

We went to the children's library at "Kulturhuset" to check out their activities. Elsa and I "swung out" in the small children's area...

...and I tried painting. Mama said artistic talent could run in the family...

...and then I found a most intriguing object. It was sort of bristly at the end, just like Dad's beard! I examined it thoroughly but still couldn't make head or tail of it.

It is important to splash, slosh, squirt and paddle liberally when taking a bath. I've made this perfectly clear to Dad.

Grandma gave me a syntheziser for Christmas, so Dad and I composed some songs together. One we called Blah blah blah, and the other was titled Goo-goo-boo. Most of the time I improvise though. I think I have a talent for improvisation.

Sometimes we go to the playground. There are lots of other children there, but unfortunately they all have wooly caps on so I can't pull their hair. But swinging is fun too.

Between Christmas and New Year my cousin Severin arrived! When I go to New Zealand in February I will teach him everything I know about the good things in life, such as Mama's titties, electric cords, and carpet fringes. I might also pull his hair, if he has any.