Hallo everyone! This is Lilia, I am the younger of the Twinkles though only by one minute. My twin, Tala, tells me that one whole minute is extremely important and I think she is probably right. She usually is.
You were doubtless expecting that Faris, my Big Brother and All-time Hero, would be writing today's Daily Blog but he is in a Bit of a Strop because Nanni went and disappeared again, just as he was enjoying her company.
He missed out on precious time with Nanni yesterday afternoon because he was having a nap, which Mummy said was much needed. She didn't say who needed it most, Faris or Nanni or Mummy. Normally, according to age, you might have thought that Tala would have
stepped into the breach but she is suffering terribly with her teeth. Four of them - two at the top and two at the bottom - are coming through at the same time. So that just left me and I will do my best, even though I am the youngest and therefore should
Know My Place.
Mummy says that Tala is the Dominant Twin. I don't know what that means but it is true that if we both want the same toy - say our favourite rattle - then Tala will usually end up with it. Me?
I don't fuss. Mummy says I am Well Chilled. I expect I will understand what being chilled means by the time I am a lot older, say eight months or so. Daddy calls me his Smelly Insect. I think he means it affectionately, he always smiles at me when he says
it and, being me, I beam back. I spend a lot of my time beaming, it's like second nature to me. Nanni says I smile with the whole of my face. I don't know how I do that. For example, what happens to my nose when I am smiling? And my eye-brows? And my ears?
In fact, are your ears actually part of your face or are they just sort of add-ons? Life is so very confusing when you are only seven and a half months old.
I managed to stay awake almost all the time Nanni
was visiting and the only time I dropped off for a short time it was in her arms. I may be the youngest but I'm pretty clever. Nanni was very impressed with how well I can get around now, I may not be as nifty as Tala (aka Dora the Explorer because of the
way she rolls about all over the floor) but I am catching up fast. Put me in the Jumperoo and I am like a baby kangaroo. Nanni says so. A baby kangaroo is called a Joey - is that a boy's name? I am definitely a girl but I'm bouncy with it.
If there is one area I need to improve upon it's the whole Weaning Business. I understand the bit about opening my mouth but I don't know what to do with the food on the bendy spoon when it's shovelled into my mouth. Usually
I just let it dribble out of my mouth and down my bib. Yesterday it also dribbled down Nanni's trousers so she was in even more of a mess than I was by the time we both gave up on a Bad Job. Fortunately she thought it was funny. What the people on her train
thought, heaven only knows but Nanni says we shouldn't worry what other people think of us, we should just be ourselves. In Nanni's case, this means having broccoli, peas and sweet potato decorating your trousers. She certainly knows how to Be Herself.
By the time I see Nanni next, I hope I will be crawling like a proper Insect, smelly or otherwise. Both Tala and I can get on all fours now and rock forwards and backwards. Nanni says we won't be long. I shall be sure
to let you know...
Faris says: Whoa! Hold on a minute! Who is the blogger in this family? Me, that's who. I have been blogging since I was knee-high to a grasshopper and I am quite famous as a result, though
I say so myself as shouldn't (as Nanni would doubtless remind me). What is it with Little Sisters anyway, you teach them everything you know and they end up usurping your position. Next thing both Twinkles will be trying to turn into Rampaging Rascals and,
believe me, there's only room for one of those in this family. I have that on the Very Best Authority. Mummy said so. She was crossing all her fingers when she said it, I can only imagine that she is learning sign language.
To be fair, though, it is quite impossible to be cross with Lilia. Whatever you say to her, she just beams back at you. Between her and Tala, I really do have my hands full.
It's hard work, you know,
being a Hero.