September 2007... I'm turning 8 months and 10 kg! Maman revised her judgement: I'm definitely not losing my cheeks! Apparently, I'm getting quite heavy to carry around...even for myself: I swim a lot on my playmat but don't go anywhere. Still, I can roll and roll and seem to be very attracted by the spot just under the coffee table... maybe because it's close to the remote controls?

My 2 top teeth are starting to point out, which explains some unusual night wake up, where I cry a bit but calm down when Dad puts me on his lap to watch TV or play cricket on the computer.

Speaking about Dad, it was his first fathersday at the beginning of the month and I got him some pretty cool stuff. My old man was very happy, he he! Now, him and I are focused on the rugby world cup. The All Blacks need to win, so that 2007 is really the perfect year!