Auntie Is

Super-tri-athlete-society-transforming-all-cycling-all-fun fabby Aunty Isabel has arrived, by bike, natch, she's come from a biathalon running swimming thing (natch) on Hampstead Heath and we've gone off to see the Tour of Britain come flying by Whitestone Pond.
But my Daddy and I realised (actually Isabel told us) that we only had one photo of her up on our blog and that was on the day I was born. That felt wrong.

So here she is trying to keep me away from her ice-cream. I give about a year and the lolly will be mine (cue sound of manic laughter).

Yum

And I'm on proper food.
Fruit, apples, pears - I'm a particular fan of mango.
Sweet potatoes, leeks, spinach, chicken.
Big fan of chicken.

At the oment I can only handle one texture - the pureee. And everything gets measured out in units of ice-cubes, but all this looks pretty good for a future of munchies.

There are a few of my favourite things

So this is my idea of heaven.
There's the Hebrew letter mat. And look how nicely I sit on it. Actually sitting is not the best bit about it. The best thing is chewing the letters. Personal favourites include the aleph - I'm a mystical sort in training.
And then there is the whizz, whirr thing bought for my by great uncle and aunt, Peter and Marion. Loads of fun, keeps my attention for, oohh, minutes.
And finally the jangly ball thing. I'm really close to getting the hang of it. You pick up a ball and drop it in he middle and it jingles and jangles and makes me smile.

עין גדי

Not sure about all the chronology around here. This is me back in Israel, I mean same trip as the trip I went on when I saw Dod Dan - see blog passim. We're at Ein Gedi, the beautiful oasis in the Negev Desert. My mum took me in all the pools and I kicked and grinned and wow.
And despite the heat, I coped. Everyone was very proud of me, and then back in the car and konked out.
Snnnnnooorrreeee ZZZZZZZzzzzz.
Actually the piccies of me snorring are on the El Al plane on the way back. You have to twist your head round to get it - or twist the computer, but I recommend the neck, unless you are my uncle - long story.
The whole trip co-incided with a gathering strom on the Northern Border. There were kidnappings of Israeli soldiers and hundreds of katushah rockets aimed at the Galil, but it was almost bizarrely peaceful in Jerusalem and further South.

Malka and I

This is me doing one of my favourite things with one of my favourite people.
A good book with a good cuddle with my malka.
Malka - from the Hebrew Angel, as in Angela - geddit!
She might look like any normal kind of journalist, but acutally she is conducting top secret investigations into a whole range of terribly important things coming soon to a bookshop near you, we hope.