Boing!

He's either up, or he's down. He's on, or he's off. He's playing, or he's asleep. But look how big he's grown. From this to far to big to fit in my hood. Soon, we hope, he'll be allowed outside to frolic and bound and bounce to his heart's content.

Currently Pippin just loves to attack the kindling from the fire, and if anything gets dropped on the way from outside to the stove he treats it like some wonderful game brought in from some strange new land. As you can see, he happily shreds them all over the floor... We hope that when he's allowed out, he'll be so distracted by all the trees and twigs and leaves and rocks he won't notice other things like birds and lizards...

And now I should be revising for a test on Thursday. Instead I'm watching Back to the Future III. Great Scott!