Nedster's World now featuring Ellis!

First of all this week was nursery parents evening, a chance fro Mum and Dad to find out what i'm really like! Very good by all accounts, if a little bit bossy at times. They got to have a good old read of my development folder which also had some really good photo's in it.
Yes, they were ven a few of me tucked away in there. It was cool going back to nursery, but everything seemed so small.
So once the heat was off, I had a great time at nursery the next day painting my hair...or highlights as i'd prefer to call them.
I rode my two wheel scooter almost all the way to nursery on Friday...scoot, scoot, scoot!
Another week, another celebration. There's plenty of them this time of year and this time it was Bonfire Night.
We've been learning all bout it at nursery, I made the Guy for our big bonfire picture on the wall.
And we've been learning all about it at school of course as well as doing plenty of fireworks pictures. The highlight though was the caretaker, Mr. Jones making a real bonfire on the field that we got to stand around.
Unfortunatley though Mum and Dad were going out on Friday night so we didn't go and see any fireworks.....
...........the upside was that Auntie Christine came round to look after us. I really enjoyed showing her my nursery log and she was really thrilled that watching the sound of music with her had made it into one of my weekend observations!
We headed for the beach on saturday, well it had been quite a while. We took Owen along for the ride too.
Dad took the camping stove and we had fresh cooked bacon butties on the pebbley beach:

The sea air made them taste even better than at home.
I don't like bacon sandwiches, so I had my usual...cheese sandwich instead.
We even had a flask of hot chocolate to drink, but the sun was out and it really wasn't cold enough for us to get the full benefit.
We did a bit of shopping but sadly, being winter, the ice cream kiosk was closed.
Owen devised a 'throw the stone into a hole he'd dug down below on the beach' game.
I let him and Dad trade wins until the final game where I showed them how it was really done and cleaned up:

Auntie Christine called us on the way home, desperate for someone to go to the fireworks at the racecourse with.....we were asleep at the time so couldn't give her a proper answer.
So we had to just go and call for her and hope she hadn't got a better offer.
She hadn't, so we walked down to the racecourse with her, sparklers in hand.
We also met up with Alan and Hayley when we got there which was good, uncle Alan is so much louder than even the loudest foreworks so we weren't frightened of any of them this year.
Which is definatley a first. We loved them this year, even if I did take to my buggy for a blanket snuggle towards the end of the display.
We went into town on Sunday to buy presents for our childrens charity shoe boxes that they are organising at nursery. We spent ages picking and choosing what we thought they might like.
It raised a few questions qith me though....like how come Father Christmas doesn't visit the poor children as well? Never mind the difficult questions anyway,m the highlight of the trip was in actual fact....
Me.....
Bouncing on a space hopper.........
Wearing a big pair of wobbly...........
pretend...........
Boobies!!!
We went home, had a bit of a snooze and then played some more Wii party......brilliant.
Nothing to report from the start of the new week so far. Oh, except Mum gave me a kiss goodbye when she dropped me off at school this morning...didn't go much on that.
Dad and I went to meet Mum at lunchtime today for a sneaky trip the Pasty shop. Don't tell Ned for goodness sake..........