Well what have we been up to then, ummm……
Asking loads of questions, loads and loads of questions. About everything, about everyone. I want to know where strangers are going in their cars, whats in the back of lorries and why cows ride bikes (it's on an advert at a bus stop we go past) amongst the other things that concern me. Sometimes I get a satisfactory answer, sometimes I just get vague nonsense.
Well we’ve been to the park with the stomp rocket:
And we popped in to see Auntie Christine and her work friends, we stayed for ages and had a really good time.
I’ve also had a haircut, it looks really good. Dad made sure he told the barber lady that I loved having my hair cut so she would take her time and do a really good job. I was glad it took a long time as I got to look at myself in the mirror for ages and ages (and pull funny faces at Dad sat behind me with Ellis).
Yeah it took him ages to be preened and trimmed.
I’ve been looking lovely as usual and eating lots and lots. Much more than Ned in actual fact. My new favourite is meat of any kind really, not what you would expect of a dainty little thing like me, I have the appetite of a trucker!
I sometimes cop for a bit of bad luck at nursery because I only do mornings, I missed the Euro 2008 football game for example last week but sometimes it’s something really serious…..like cake! Joshi’s cake was being dished out Friday afternoon after I had gone home so I missed out. Dad did his best to appease me when we got home by doing some baking with me:
We made some lovely little fairy cakes and I suggested we put chocolate powder in with the icing we had made to make chocolate icing. They were lovely, book me a slot on ready steady cook!
So then it was the weekend, hooray! We went off down the local park with a picnic, I loved it:
I didn’t, we saw an ice cream van on the way down and once the idea of that was planted I suddenly went off the idea the of a ham sandwich and a fairy cake!
Saturday night we went to Abi’s house with all our bedding, we were going out for the night! Well, Mum and Dad were (with Nick and Andy).
I had a lovely game with Abi who now doesn’t seem quite so scared of me! Once the young uns were safely tucked up in bed I had an evening of intelligent conversation with Carol before turning in for the night myself. The following morning Nick prepared me a lovely breakfast including my first taste of marmalade which I think I really liked.
Of course it was fathers day too, so we went home and give the miserable old git his cards and a present. Turns out he had man flu or something else pathetic and was as much fun as a wet weekend.
Still, we did have a little trip down the big park eventually.
I’ve been riding my bike all the way to nursery this week. I love the admiring glances my stabiliser-less bike gets from passers by and the kids at nursery. Mums really good to let me ride it and I make sure I do as she tells me near the roads and all that.
I was the undisputed champion of walk the plank (board game) as well this week, but got done over by Andy at build a beetle, which was a shame but at least I didn’t cry.
Then on Tuesday afternoon we went to some new woods and took my bike:
As luck would have it we stumbled across some jumps and the like and I did some proper off roading for the first time, it was great. This was rounded off by a late night and special guest story reader Auntie Trish who was enlightened on the ways of Hamish the Highland cow!
Yeah for you it was, poor old Dad had to push the buggy and I got bumped and jiggled about so much I nearly bought my jaffa cakes up!
Asking loads of questions, loads and loads of questions. About everything, about everyone. I want to know where strangers are going in their cars, whats in the back of lorries and why cows ride bikes (it's on an advert at a bus stop we go past) amongst the other things that concern me. Sometimes I get a satisfactory answer, sometimes I just get vague nonsense.
Well we’ve been to the park with the stomp rocket:
And we popped in to see Auntie Christine and her work friends, we stayed for ages and had a really good time.
I’ve also had a haircut, it looks really good. Dad made sure he told the barber lady that I loved having my hair cut so she would take her time and do a really good job. I was glad it took a long time as I got to look at myself in the mirror for ages and ages (and pull funny faces at Dad sat behind me with Ellis).
Yeah it took him ages to be preened and trimmed.
I’ve been looking lovely as usual and eating lots and lots. Much more than Ned in actual fact. My new favourite is meat of any kind really, not what you would expect of a dainty little thing like me, I have the appetite of a trucker!
I sometimes cop for a bit of bad luck at nursery because I only do mornings, I missed the Euro 2008 football game for example last week but sometimes it’s something really serious…..like cake! Joshi’s cake was being dished out Friday afternoon after I had gone home so I missed out. Dad did his best to appease me when we got home by doing some baking with me:
We made some lovely little fairy cakes and I suggested we put chocolate powder in with the icing we had made to make chocolate icing. They were lovely, book me a slot on ready steady cook!
So then it was the weekend, hooray! We went off down the local park with a picnic, I loved it:
I didn’t, we saw an ice cream van on the way down and once the idea of that was planted I suddenly went off the idea the of a ham sandwich and a fairy cake!
Saturday night we went to Abi’s house with all our bedding, we were going out for the night! Well, Mum and Dad were (with Nick and Andy).
I had a lovely game with Abi who now doesn’t seem quite so scared of me! Once the young uns were safely tucked up in bed I had an evening of intelligent conversation with Carol before turning in for the night myself. The following morning Nick prepared me a lovely breakfast including my first taste of marmalade which I think I really liked.
Of course it was fathers day too, so we went home and give the miserable old git his cards and a present. Turns out he had man flu or something else pathetic and was as much fun as a wet weekend.
Still, we did have a little trip down the big park eventually.
I’ve been riding my bike all the way to nursery this week. I love the admiring glances my stabiliser-less bike gets from passers by and the kids at nursery. Mums really good to let me ride it and I make sure I do as she tells me near the roads and all that.
I was the undisputed champion of walk the plank (board game) as well this week, but got done over by Andy at build a beetle, which was a shame but at least I didn’t cry.
Then on Tuesday afternoon we went to some new woods and took my bike:
As luck would have it we stumbled across some jumps and the like and I did some proper off roading for the first time, it was great. This was rounded off by a late night and special guest story reader Auntie Trish who was enlightened on the ways of Hamish the Highland cow!
Yeah for you it was, poor old Dad had to push the buggy and I got bumped and jiggled about so much I nearly bought my jaffa cakes up!
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