More bike....

So it was shopping day on Wednesday. Dad let me go free range and I was allowed to walk around the shop rather than get strapped in the trolley. It was great until he made me get in the trolley while he packed and paid and I howled like mad all the way back to the car…..
Thursday and Mum came to get me from nursery early and we went home to find Grandad and Anne had come around to play. Dad then turned up and him and Mum went off and left us to get on with it. Anne made me a lovely extensive luncheon, we played with my fishing game and watched the bin lorry collect our rubbish. I think the whole world pretty much knows that I’m going to be getting a brother or sister and Mum and Dad had gone to have a scan to have a look at the baby:

And here he/she is….scary or what! There are some other less scary pictures too, but this one’s the best. Mum asked me what we should call the new baby and I told her we should call it either ‘Brother Baby’ if it’s a boy or ‘Sister Baby’ if it’s a girl, see it’s easy. I’m quite excited about the whole thing at the moment to the extent that I’ve been claiming I have my very own baby in my tummy too. It even kicked Dad the other day (with a little help from me).
Friday afternoon and I told Dad in no uncertain terms that I wanted to go to the big park. He loaded me and my bike in the car and off we went. I rode all the way around the park under my own steam before doing a few laps of the playground itself before finally dismounting for a go on the swings and slides. There were plenty of other kids to play with so I had a good time. We then rode all the way back to the car before picking Mum up from work. In the evening Auntie Chris came round to babysit. I introduced her to my imaginary baby friend ‘Mary’ who I wrapped up in a muzzy and put nicely to bed amongst other things…..it was our little secret and no-one else needs to know.
Saturday Dad decided that all the furniture in the front room should be moved around, so I decided to take cover and go to sleep until he had sorted it all out:

Once the dust had settled we got off to the park with my bike again. I had to show Mum how good I was, she couldn’t believe her eyes!
Sunday we went to sunny Bournemouth with Andy, Owen and Nikki.

We even braved a picnic, it wasn’t too cold down behind the wall.

I rode my bike miles and miles up the seafront before pounding on the pedals all the way back into a strong headwind. Common sense prevailed for once and neither Andy or Dad went in the sea, even though the waves looked really good. I even got to have a go on the trampolines and bounced like a lunatic. When we got home I made the most of dad’s furniture re-arranging by playing on the computer which is now downstairs:

I was best at the Tweenines football game I think.
Monday and after nursery we went to get Nanny before heading off to the swimming pool. I wasn’t quite up to my usual standard but Nanny enjoyed watching from her nice warm vantage point. I did decide to have a go at proper swimming all on my own which impressed her and Dad though. After that Nanny came home with us for tea and helped me deprive dad of sausage sandwiches from the following day’s sandwich box.
Tuesday and I was pretty much done for after such a busy few days. When I got home from nursery dad and I cuddled up on the sofa for the afternoon watching telly. By the time Mum got home from work I was fully re-charged and made the most of it, I think I wore her out in about 15 minutes…..