Houston, we have our first word

The LGBB treated us to her first non-Mummy/Daddy-related association yesterday afternoon.

And the word? Typically Ostrayan, it's...

BAZZ.

First time she said it, looking directly at Jazz, Steve and I didn't even mention it though we both heard her. Second time, it was unmistakably meant for our chocolate brown vacuum mouthed idjit dog.

Of course, for the rest of the day Jazz was Bazz. She didn't seem to mind. And did what all self-respecting younger sibling would do: she went and annoyed the shit out of Pepper.

Say ahhhhhhhhh

Bazz is just lying there innocently, doing nothing (yeah right), and
if Peppy gets in the way it's her owwwwn fault