First of all Auntie Christine is on Facebook!!!! What’s all that about, even I don’t have a Facebook account? As if that wasn’t bad enough, there are other people on there calling her Auntie Chris as well…the cheek of it, she MY Auntie Chris okay!!!!
Right, got that of my chest, lets carry on. Very, very weird scenes over the weekend with Mum and Dad starting some DIY. Not just any old DIY, fitting a bathroom. They didn’t get very far before Grandad got roped in. He finally saw sense and got in touch with a plumber friend of his who is going to do it for us. Thank god for Grandad! I think I achieved more with my Bob the builder tool kit than they did. After that was arranged we all went to the park.
I had a lovely play on the swings and a nice buggy ride thanks to Anne.
While I rode my bike.
Still, we did manage to get a bit of excitement over the weekend by going to stay at Kimi’s for the night on Saturday. I hope we weren’t too much trouble for a very tired looking Ben and Dad who had apparently stayed up all night for a boxing match. I’m not sure which of them won, Dad would certainly have had the weight advantage but would have lacked the reach of Ben.
We had a nice play, even if Ned did get a bit over excited.
It’s difficult though, I don’t want to play with the grown ups and I’m a bit much for the little ones sometimes.
Grandma is out of Hospital in Reading…..and into another one in Newbury. Still, it isn’t as far to go I suppose. We went to see her Sunday afternoon and took her out in the wheelchair to the park. To liven up proceedings I decided to fall off the swing losing my trousers and revealing my bright red pants to the world, before getting hit on the head by the returning swing….they loved it! Not only that, uncle Alan asked the security chap in the hospital whether it would be okay for me to ride my scooter down the long, smooth, shiny floored corridor….and he said yes! Dad was so jealous of that one.
I’m helping Ellis with her dinners:
Yes, he is. Mum reckons I’m getting a right big belly.
I did a couple of my fizzy dinosaur eggs, they were brilliant:
Mum didn’t go much on it though, apparently the fizzy stuff didn’t agree with her and made her fingers really sore, it’s okay though, I’ve volunteered Dad to do the next one.
I’ve been really getting around this week, it’s great and winds Dad and Ned (when he's playing with something on his own) up a treat. I am still occasionally though:
I’ve decided I need to master a new skill now though and have moved on to skateboarding:
I’m doing very well at it too.
One thing I have done this week though is miss my Mum, I’ve told her a couple of times this week that I wish she could be home in the afternoons to play with the rest of us….I ought to stop it though as she seems to get a bit upset. Still, as she explained, if she didn’t got to work I’d have nothing to write about on my blog. I told her it would soon be the weekend and we could do something nice then.
Think that’s about all for this week, like Ned said, short and sweet this week, see ya!
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