Where's your hair?

I think Kerr is getting fed up of us asking him this question. Yesterday we were talking about his hair being a bit straggly and needing trimmed again. I then asked him where his hair was and he immediately put his hand on his head. Kerrsdaddy and I found this amusing, as neither of us have taught him where his hair is, so someone else must have!

Kerrsdaddy has taught him another trick though. He can now point out the little mouse on each page of his 'That's Not My Plane' book :-)

Busy day at work today, and Kerr was at Gran and Grandpa's with Lucy. Torrential rain all day so they didn't get out and about much. Kerr seemed happy when I went to collect him tonight and mum said he had been a good boy all day. Yay!