Chicklet ROCKS!!

I'm a bit excited about the 2011 football season - Rugby League that is (thinking I may have lost some readers with my opening line and pretty sure that Vegan Chickie and Bare-chested Chef have already left the blog!)

This post was going to be about the 2011 Australian NRL season, but while I was writing it, I got to have a cuddle with my little Chicklet and the cuddle lasted for well over 4 hours!

She and I chatted for most of the first hour, about her Mum and Dad, about her hiccups, about the lake that we could view from the window, about her lovely knitted stripy tights and other such important subjects.  She told me that my input was very important to her because now that she was getting older, she needed the extra stimulation to aid in her personal growth.

Then we spent about 20 minutes on some concentrated burping and farting.  These are two of her most important duties during her day and if she doesn't focus properly on these tasks, it can have a detrimental effect on her evening hours.

By the end of this 20 minutes, little Chicklet was quite worn out!  She was reluctant to go to sleep however, because she knows that her time with Bella Roz is very limited, so she desperately wants to squeeze in lots of quality time with intelligent conversation (and secretly, I think she enjoys my strong Aussie accent!).

She fought long and hard to keep her eyes open and she was quite successful for a good 20 minutes, but eventually, Mr Sandman won,  her little eyelids closed heavily and she fell into a warm, snuggly, deep sleep.

Well, to my surprise, somewhere in the last 9 days, little Chicklet has developed the wonderful skill of talking in her sleep!  Not JUST talking, but also singing, humming, moaning, groaning, buzzing, clicking, blowing raspberries, squeaking, huffing, puffing, whistling, snorting and sighing.  She also has a fabulous facial expression to go with each sound that she makes!

At one stage, when I tried to have a conversation with Vegan Chickie, little Chicklet's humming got louder and louder.  The louder I tried to speak over the top of her, the noisier her humming got!  I'm thinking she wanted my full attention ... even in her sleep!

So, our sleeping conversation included subjects like NRL football, motor bikes, helping Dad cook dinner, snuggly cuddles, her extreme cuteness, synchronised farting and snorting, the rain on the roof and cowlicks.

It was my longest stint of Grandmotherhood yet and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy for hours on end!

In conclusion, my little Chicklet is the most intelligent and advanced 9 day old child in the universe.  She is a strong forward thinker who will probably, one day, lead at least one country. She will be the saviour of the world by initiating world peace forever more and by bringing an end to world hunger.  She will single-handedly save the world's environment and she will spread the word of 'LOVE' for all to practise and embrace with overwhelming enthusiasm.  

I'm here to tell you that a 3 hour nap with Chicklet is one of the most entertaining experiences that you will ever have.

Chicklet ROCKS!!