Enough about Ollie, how about me…

Isn’t he just adorable? He certainly knows how to turn the charm on lately. He also knows how to turn the TV on. It is his new best friend.

His absolute fave show is “Yo Gabba Gabba” – it is an American show about dancing and music that features a beatboxing section and a new dance step in each episode. The characters are (from L-R) Muno, Foofa, Plex, Broby, Toodee and DJ Lance Rock. Ollie’s favourite is Broby (he can say his name!) who is clearly suffering from bipolar disorder but otherwise a fairly loveable kind of monster. DJ Lance Rock comes a close second. With songs such as “there’s a party in my tummy” and “don’t bite your friends” and guests including Jack Black and lots of amazing bands, we feel more than confident that watching this show will give Obear the push he needs to become an American Rapper/Beatboxer or backup dancer for the next big thing.

Fortunately he loves books more than TV and we will make sure this always remains the case.

In non-television news, Ollie has a real thing for my swimming goggles of late and loves wearing them around the house. I think he looks like an adorable fighter pilot. Probably an improvement in the accessories department from my sparkly silver handbag!

Obear is still loving climbing everything in sight lately and is definitely earning his stripes as a little boy. Check him out climbing up on his shell. At least he was taking a break from throwing the balls over the edge, a trick recently taught to him by his Pa Chris. When it is not plastic balls it is other toys, rubbish and crayons.

And returning to this week’s title, Nick and I were lucky enough to watch the Cats thump the Lions last night at the Gabba. It was a much better game than when we saw them last year, not only because this year we had a strictly enforced two beers each per quarter rule!! Thanks to Aunty Hayley and Uncle Simon for looking after Ollie. After the game we were walking past the player’s entrance just when the Cats were coming out. The results speak for themselves, check them out…

Bomber (with Scarlett in the background) – it is blurry but c’mon, its' Bomber.

Jimmy Bartel

Cam Mooney

Paul Chapman (I promise I wasn’t groping his chest – but it was VERY VERY muscly!)

And Nick and I at the centre square when the game finished.

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