Me watching hi-five from my box seat...

I love hi five, mum even sings the songs to me though she whinges about the tunes being stuck in her head. In fact she goes to work and starts singing "I'm super super nathen...". I think that Nathen is her favourite but mine is Charlie, I think that she is very "motherly"!



This is me on a typical morning watching hi-five, Mum and Dad wnet off and bought me two episodes when they realised that it wasn't as irritating as the wiggles (whoever they are {dad mutters something about old crap sydney bands} or as purile as teletubbies {no matter how good the role models are; dad says tinkie winkie rocks, for a psycho trannie})

Oscar at work

Portrait of Kosh

Photo phone shots

The following images were shot on a photo phone cos when we moved house in January the fuckhead removalists kicked the camera bag around the room (in spite of it being placed as safely as possible). Dad didn't notice until after they had been paid. So Dad sent it off to get repaired and Ricoh Australia forgot about it and had to be reminded to fix it (2+ months later Dad got it back). Pretty slack service from Ricoh but that didn't stop them charging a fortune for the repairs.

Squeaky Ninja suit

This is me in my new ninja outfit... Thanks Melinda

Me on the lawn

This is me on the lawn. Dad took these sort of cos he has some similer photos taken by his mum (my granny) on the lawn from when he was my age.

PEmily's baptism

I went to PEmilies baptism on the weakend. Great fun, running away from the priest and eating cake and basically running amock in the house of god. Dad didn't burst into flames either (Mum was a little worried that he might!). Dad says that as I have been baptised I ought not burst into fire despite dad being my dad!



This was me attempting to climb the candle stick, the dude in the frock behind me was awesome and let me run amock, play with balloons and even act my age! A very cool mellow man for a Jesuit!



The PEmilies and their newly consecrated God parents! Bring on the sacrificial knife I say! Reminds me of the story of Issac!



Me pole dancing again :-)

Squeaky Oscar back online

Well, I've finally convinced Dad that PICASSA is a piece of shite and Google is just an advertising company with a search engine.

Consequently he's finally given up on picassa and decided to do the blog for me manually. This might mean that there won't be as many posts but compared to the amount he's done since picassa went crappy that will be an improvement.

So here it is, the new post...

PS I have to get dad to type cos I can't reach the keys, also he whinges when I smash them...