Nancy discovers the true meaning of Easter.

Beasto is Ray Mears (this is a great song btw) - a fearless outdoors baby not concerned by raging streams, infernal Welsh rain or howling wind. She just spent a weekend in the Beacons demanding to roam free across the valleys, plunging into ice cold water with a joyousness that made you gurn in delight. Even when her wellington boots flooded and the water met her thighs she didn't flinch and jihadism sprang forth only when we tried to remove her from the wilds as it really was rather bitter. You is hardcore little beano. Hardcore. She also slept like an angel and amazed Childcare by staring at a fire for an hour - if in later life you turn into an arsonist we will know what planted the seed in your mind. She is also very heavy. I can vouch for this as I carried her up to a tarn in Wales and it turned me sweat so much that I could have done a passable impression of Andy Fordham. Except my arrow skills are nowhere near as good as the Viking's.

It has only been a month since my last out pouring of cack onto the site and in that time she has grown  beyond all sensible measure. She has fallen in love with the fig pig, queenie the quilt and now has several songs which she can recite - Twinkle Little Star is now almost a rap she can say it so fast. She just needs some of dirty beats and she'd be a youtube sensation.

Here are some pictures which show her myriad personalities - from Elton John at the top via glutton in the middle to Adolf at the bottom. You've got to love that Beano. She is bloody ace.

Too cool for school

Easter.

She did this all by herself. Her father was not involved.

"Pa, don't bother cutting me a slice just give me 10 minutes alone with the cake and I'll be fine"

Deutschland, Deutschland über alles,
Über alles in der Welt,
Wenn es stets zu Schutz und Trutze
Brüderlich zusammenhält.
Von der Maas bis an die Memel,
Von der Etsch bis an den Belt,
 Deutschland, Deutschland über alles,
  Über alles in der Welt!