Thursday mum had a half day, so we went Christmas shopping in Reading. As mum is a squeaker we had to park about 17 miles away from town and walk, didn't bother me in the pushchair though. We trawled round the shops before going to Pizza Hut. They were a bit nervous after my last visit when I decided to re-decorate the high chair with the contents of my stomach but they needn't have worried. I scoffed a couple of pieces of garlic bread with cheese before seeing off the best part of my pizza, it was lovely. I made friends with a pair of teenage boys on the table behind and we had a smart game of peep-o and everything. Dad asked for the bill when we were finished and after a bit of a wait got a receipt to say it was all paid for! After a brief discussion with mum, we left without paying clutching our receipt! Merry Christmas Pizza Hut!
Friday was party time:
Mum and Dad took me back to nursery on friday afternoon for our Christmas party. We had sarnies, sausage rolls and cakes (Hugo ate loads, even more than dad!) and then we had a visitor:
Mums made sure i'm pretty clued up about this chap, so I was shouting 'Tanta' (it's near enough Santa) way before the others had even twigged as to what was going on. He had a present for everyone and I made sure I was first in the queue, even though I had to wait ages for mine to come out. It was a book with animals in it so I was well pleased. Santa seems to know what I like so far, fingers crossed. It was nice showing mum and dad my friends and giving them a taste of what I get up to at nursery. After we got home and I had another round of sarnies and a banana Aunty Chris and Nanny turned up, shortly followed by Laura and James! I knew that mum and dad would be going out so I started waving bye-bye to them in a bid to get them gone quicker. Turns out it was Dads work party and they both looked uncharacteristicly smart when they finally left.
Saturday morning Dad looked a little the worse for wear, so I made sure I splashed down on his belly a few times and kept him awake when he tried to snatch a crafty kip. He soon came round and they started mucking about with that tree from last week, I left them to it and played some golf in the garden. Eventually the tree found itself in the front room, things then got a lot more interesting:
All this sparkly stuff came out and we got to hang it on this tree, weird or what? Good fun though and it looked pretty nice when we finished.
On Sunday we didn't do a lot and I got a bit grumpy, so we went out delivering Christmas cards. I enjoyed playing with Andy's expensive new putter, cheers Andy.
Monday we went shopping again! This time it was just me and Dad to get stuff for mum. I'm sworn to secrecy of where we went or what we got her. I'll just add that if she doesn't like anything, it's dads fault.
In general news, even though it's been really cold in the mornings on the way to nursery I have been refusing to wear gloves. I just don't like them even though my hands have gone bright pink by the time we get there. I'm loving the advent calendar and am now relatively comfortable with the concept of only opening one door at a time, even if I have already opened door 22 which took my fancy. And finally I seem to have my appetite back after being a bit off my food for a bit, so that should please dad. I think i'll need to be pulling my weight with the amount of food that has suddenly appeared in the house anyway.
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