
Eddie here. Well, my Dad put me down pretty late Thursday night, probably around 9:30pm. Mum had had a bit of a strange day, and didn't seem to be 100%, but otherwise everything seemed normal enough.
Then, I get up Friday morning, and what do you know - my parents had a nice present for me! A large wooden digger! Here it is in a photo.


There had also clearly been some other stuff going on during the night, as we also have a new baby. Here I am giving him a gentle pat.

Although I didn't hear anything, I suspect it was a fairly dramatic evening - look at this picture! Maybe mummy and daddy needed to call the ambulance men! Maybe they even delivered the baby! Wow!
Daddy says he that Phil, the paramedic, took a a nice photo of Daddy and the baby just 5 minutes after it was born, at around 12:27am, but he won't show it to me, he just swears and says something about bluetooth. Maybe later.