Nathan's still throwing toys out of the door. He also managed to retrieve a couple. No mean feat considering the outside step is four inches below the living room carpet.

The nine cups that fit into each other like Russian dolls (known to us as pickle cups) have been the lad's favourite toy for a couple of months now. He was timed putting them together today in thirty seconds. Mum managed it in thirteen.

The weather's starting to warm up, and we've taken to having the patio doors slightly open at the back of the house. The lad has taken this as a sign to throw his smaller toys through the gap.

We tried taking him out for a crawl outside but, although Nathan liked the ants, he didn't think much of the cold, hard paving stones.

A nice quiet day. Nathan's new favourite toy appears to be an empty Marmite jar, although he's also partial to chucking a full one around.

The lad's got a new trick. We say "hands on head" and Nathan obliges.

Nathan won his Cygnet badge at swimming this morning. The lad had to do the following
- Jump to parent without help
- Float for 3 seconds (with or without assistance
- Front kick for 5m with help
- Unsupported spider walk
- Kicking on back with help
It's true that the instructors were generous, but Nathan did really well.

Words that Nathan can now say (when he feels disposed to) include bricks and toys. We're covering all the important areas.

Some poo trouble again today. A temporary problem, we hope.

Jo Jingles was at the zoo today. Instruments were bells and drum, and props were butterfly wings.

We went to London to visit Nanna and Gramps. The last time we visited was the day of Dad's accident. Nathan was on great form today, crawling all over the place, pausing only to have a cry at scary old uncle Rob (not seen since Christmas).

The lad had a good day. He did an exceptional amount of crawling at playgroup today, even trying to escape through the front door.

Unfortunately a touch of teething in the evening led to a difficult bedtime. This time it's the upper left canine.