I'm still keeping tight lipped about school and i'm still not giving much away. I'm bringing home plenty of my artwork though. Mum and Dad think it's all brilliant, even the rubbish ones I bring home for a laugh.
And I think they are all very tasty, when I can get my hands on them. I still love a good old paper buffet. Hopefully that it's not my diet that caused my recent bout of puking and pooing.....I threw up a banana all over Dad while he was giving me a cuddle, that was a day off from nursery at home with mum while the rear end took over duties...oh dear. It was only a day though and I was soon back on it!
Anyone see me in the Newbury Weekly News last week? In the new school class supplement? No? I was the one with my face all screwed up on the left, squinting into the sun!!!
Saturday then, Legoland, the last day of our annual pass. I think we certainly managed to get value for money out of it this year. Owen decided he'd like to come along too....
Here we are causing carnage on the boats:
I took over at the helm:
...and here's the chaos we left in our wake:
The man had to go and sort it all out, ha ha!
We rode the Dino dipper which is one of my favourites
And I got to play with the snap fit buckles on the rucksack, no joke, this is my absoloute favourite thing of all time!
Can you spot Mum and I on the Dragon roller coaster in all that blurryness? It was brilliant, thanks to Owen for convincing me it was a good idea!
I'm not sure how scary I managed to look?
Sunday we had another lazyish day, it's becoming a bit of a habit these days.
I've been building loads of things with my Lego lately, boats, houses, strange lorries and goodness knows what else.
I'm really happy to just toddle about the house, drag toys in from the conservatory, cuddle teddies, slap people on the legs, wind Ned up and get cuddles.
We baked some cakes for me to take to our special harvest festival at school on Monday, some of them even made it as far as school.
It wasn't all fun fun fun though, we had to go to town...boooooring.
I got to buy a new winter coat, it's lovely and Mum is quite jealous of it. I love trying clothes on and parading up and down the shop in the new clobber.
We did manage to get a visit to the park as well I suppose.
So Monday was harvest festival day. I was pretty grumpy that Mum and Dad weren't coming in to school to hear us sing and what have you like some of the other Mums and Dads were. They explained that if they didn't go to work we'd have no money for holidays, days out or my enormous demand for fresh raspberries.
Max came round to play after school on Monday, we had to pick him up from the playground so I had to show Dad where to go, but on the way I managed to find Alastair and a really, really muddy puddle...oh dear, Dad wasn't happy. Once we were home we left him well alone and sat quietly drawing at the table, we're such quiet, inactive lads!
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