Or trying to walk as slowly as possible in an attempt to open up enough daylight between Dad and I so I could bend down and drink some puddle water!
The outdoor theme continued on Thursday after school with a bike ride down the muddy lane to the other nearby park. We had a lovely time, assisted by my kitchen porter Ellis we ruslted Dad up a number of delicious concoctions (mint choc chip ice cream and tomato sauce anyone?) in our make believe kitchen at the top of the slide. Each course was either delivered by Ellis, via the slide or we just dropped it onto his table from above.
And then on the ride home Ned decided to do something to his eye...
Hmm, it all got very sore and I gave it a really good rub until it was pretty red. By the time Mum was home from work it had swollen up and was looking quite unpleasant by all accounts. She took me to the doctors and they said that they had never seen such a swollen eye! Cool or what? Trouble was we had to go to A&E in Reading....not so cool.
Oh I don't know, I got to go to the Halfords, Emma sorted me out with the biggest bowl of spaghetti I have ever seen, or indeed eaten. the boys then proceeded to make a massive fuss over me all evening, thanks a lot chaps, I loved it!
Well, it all turned out okay for me too, they had special childrens waiting rooms so we sat and watched the Lion King waiting for the doctor to see me. She had a really good look and couldn't really see anything wrong with it, other than suspected conjunctivitis. Mum doubted the diagnosis (Mum always knows best eh?) but was happy that i'd been checked out and my eye wasn't about to explode anytime soon. Either way, it was pretty much back to normal by now, all except the redness anyway. I got some cream to have squirted into it and a McDonalds drive through on the way home as it was too late to have anything else, excellent.
So a rare treat for us on Friday, Mum stayed home and there was no school or nursery, yay!
Which was probably for the best after our late night excitement. We had a lovely morning, playing with Ned's bubble game he had for his birthday, even though Mum did her best to break it by flooding the machine with bubble solution.
On the whole it was great fun, except for the few hefty swipes I took from Ellis' wand.
So after our restfull day we were well up for the school fete on saturday. Dad and I left early in the morning as we were helping set up the stalls and the bbq's and whatever else we could get ourselves into. Actually, Dad did most of the hard work, I played with Noah and George, although I did move some very heavy tables which certainly impressed some of the mums.
Mum and I joined them at opening time and we were put to work right away on the straws in the sand stall. Mum and the other lady on the stall felt sorry for the children who didn't win so started bending the rules a little in the contestants favour.
Uptake on the bouncy castle was surprisingly slow, maybe my reputation has spread?
The fire engine was brilliant, I sat in it for ages:
And the fireman didn't tire of answering my endless questions either:
And then we got to pelt Dad with wet sponges:
I think it may be a good idea to get some of these stocks at home for him actually?
It was a rather tiring day:
Auntie Christine came round to look after us on Saturday night, brilliant!
Once we'd got over the disappointment of Primeval not being on, we really enjoyed some royal event coverage or other, with soldiers on horses with big furry hats and all the rest of it.
So, Sunday then and another first! Ned goes to a party without the three of us hanging around and crashing the do!
Yeah, it was Josh's birthday and 15 of us were going to Finkley Down Farm. I was so excited about it, the rest of the family didn't get a backwards glance when they dropped me off at their house. Obviously details of the day are scant, but I can tell you I won a bouncy ball with lights in it for musical statues (I know, Me, Still and quiet?) and I had enough stickers on my shirt to cover a small island declaring all the animals i'd held or fed.
So Ned was soon forgotten by the rest of us and we headed into town for a pleasant unhurried stroll and along the canal.
We had a relaxing lunch, devoid of Ned's usual mealtime banter and then headed out with my buggy for a walk in the afternoon:
Although I was more interested in drinking from Ned's spiderman bottle, don't tell him!
We even managed a bbq for tea, how very nice indeed.
So, school news then. We had a visit to the year one area today in preparation for my move up after the summer holidays. Best of all was their playground of course. We've also been learning a song in French, Hugo must find that very easy!!!!
Nursery? I love it. So much so that when Dad comes to get me, I have to picked up and dragged out these days.....
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