Last Tuesday was School disco day, much excitement of course.  It was a great do as always, plenty of sweets and glow in the dark arm bands (especially as Jacob's Dad was on the stand and managed to give a few extra's).  The music was a  mixed bag of course but we loved Forget You, We will rock you and Fight for this love.
Can't believe I missed out on this, we weren't even allowed a sneaky peek inside as the curtains were drawn tight at the windows.
I got a lift to nursery with Luca once again on wednesday as it was Ned's leavers assembly.
Mum got right near the front once again, she's getting very good at getting the good seats these days.  Mind you, she has had plenty of practice I suppose.  For the purposes of this particular performance I was a ladybird:

I was the first one on stage and made sure everyone else lined up in their right places before opening the show with my welcome lines.  We sang loads of songs, really nicely of course (well, most of us did anyway).  All the grown ups got proper emotional of course.  The teddy bears picnic that was scheduled for after the performance was cancelled due to bad weather.  A double blow, as not only did we miss out on the associated cake and what have you, Ian was denied a trip to school which would have been brilliant fun.

I of course had no dancing to go to, so there wasn't the usual rush to get Ned away from multi sports after school.

We did rugby this week!

We came home and had a massive game of catch session.

We love playing catch at the moment.

Thursday and Dad decided he was too poorly to go to work so I stayed home from nursery to look after him all day.  I rather enjoyed it actually, we just sat about in our pyjamas watching telly until it was time to pick Ned up from school.

I bought all my work from the last two years home, my writing books, my numeracy books but most impressive of all apparently was my artwork.  Mum and Dad were genuinely impressed with some of my pieces.

Last day of term on Friday then, my last day as an infant as well.  When I go back i'll be a junior, which means proper shirts and ties among other things.  I'm so excited about it all that i'm looking forward to the holidays being over already.  Sort of.

Dad picked me up from nursery and we went to get Ned pretty much straight away as he was finishing early.

Yeah, we had a whole morning of golden time and then we got to go home, brilliant.  We said our goodbyes to the teachers (who of course wanted a little cuddle and a kiss...yuck) and headed out to the adventure playground for one last play (although i'm sure we'll sneak back from time to time).  Best of all of course, no more Mrs Wheable...ha ha!

We loaded the bikes up and headed for Wargrave BMX track for the afternoon.  I was desperate to get some laps in without my stabilisers.

I wasn't going to complain either, even if the track was busy with teenagers who had also finished school for the summer. 

I made pretty much an entire lap all on my own and only needed the gentlest of shoves from Dad.  I had a few big crashes too, but i've toughened up considerably lately so just shrugged them off.

I enjoyed hanging out with the big kids as well. 

We had a good old play in the park too before heading back home to pick Mum up.

Well Saturday, hmmm, not our usual excitemtn on offer this week i'm afraid.

No, thats right, shopping was on the agenda!  SHOPPING! 

We went out looking for things to wear for Alan and Hayley's wedding, yeah, we know it isn't for ages but we wanted to make sure we're all set early on.

And we are, after a false start in Marks and Spencers in Camberley (we did finally get a set of patio furniture though) we really hit our stride in the Oracle..

Yeah, you heard right, the Oracle in Reading.

The car park was brilliant to begin with, right to the top for some great views, and then I managed to get Dad to walk all the way down the stairs rather than take the lift.  I loved looking down the middle of the stair well all the way to the bottom.

We hoovered up loads of clothes to try on and had a group trip to the fitting rooms, so that was a little interesting to say the least. 

It was pretty cramped but we all got something we were pleased with and a great improvement over the ridiculous outfit they made me try on in Marks and Spencers earlier on thats for sure.

We just had time for the bouncy slide afterwards before heading home again:

I had the £2 instead to buy sweets...

Sunday was declared a garden day.  I helped Dad build the new patio table before joining him at it for breakfast.  Mum made a lovely job of cleaning the trampoline and as soon as it was dry enough it was bouncy time.

We played on it for ages, we didn't even wind each other up either.

We put on a few song and dance shows (using the washing that was hanging up as a stage curtain).  Most of our material was from The Sound of Music.

Although I threw a few numbers form my leavers assembly in too.

Then, the waterpistols and waterbombs came out, we got suitably attired:

And then battle commenced:

We pretty much just attacked Dad, he loved it of course:

Mum foolishly put the camera down and then she too was drawn into it, ha ha!
We were then forced to walk all the way up the hill to Wash Common park in the late afternoon.
Yeah, I don't what that was all about, anyone would think we liked the park or something?
We were lucky enough to have a day with Auntie Christine on Monday.
We started off with our customary trip to Sainsbury's and then it was back to her place with Laura and of course the lovely Darcey for company too.
We had colouring to do, gingerbread man making and a trip to the park.
Perfect in fact, thanks to all three of you ladies for having us.

Well okay, there's no pictures this week, for whatever reason.
Mostly because we've been doing other stuff thats not so condusive to photography.
I think we missed the parents evening last Monday on the previous entry didn't we?  Well, we had Andy round for tea.....
.....and hoop jumping acrobatics while Mum and Dad went to school.
Suffice to say that everything went well and my teacher will apparently miss me when I go up to Juniors.
Tuesday was the farm visiting day at nursery.  Cool, I love the animals they bring, we had sheep, goats, a cow (?), chickens, geese and a lovely doggie.  We headed into town to meet Mum for lunch afterwards, obvioulsy kept secret from Ned.  It won't be long until i'll have to miss out on these lunchtime treats as well when I start school.
Mr Gillam was back for multi skills this week, we did footbal.  I did okay, I scored two goals in our teams 3 - 0 win.
I had a big day, a school visit in the morning (with a short lived bout of tears no less) and I had my last dancing lesson of term where we let all the grown up's come and watch.  Due to Dad worrying about getting me there on time Auntie Christine took me in her car and Dad and Ned joined us a bit later.  We loved performing for everyone (some of us more than others ha ha).  I'm really going to miss it over the summer holidays.
I sat and watched with Dad, secretley I was itching ot be out there, i'd have been much better than them lot!
We had our 'Hub' opeining day on friday (our new building at school) and as Dad couldn't be bothered to get there in time we roped good old uncle Alan in.  It was lovely to have him there, even if he did drift off to talk to Teagans dad about computer games under the gazeebo.
After school I finally got to go to Teagans house for tea, it's been a long time coming that one and I was at fever pitch.  We took my bike and off we went.  We had a great time, we went to the park and I got elbowed in the eye by a rather unpleasant little character, but it wasn't the end of the world by any means.  We headed back and had sausage and chips for tea followed by rolo's ice creams, it was almost as if i'd requested it!  Afterwards we played X-Box until I had to go home, I think I might move in with them actually.
While Ned was out of our hair Dad and I made some of the finest cookies ever baked and then headed for the park where I got to show off my two wheeled cycling prowess to Ned's mates.  I was too tired to ride home again though so Dad had to carry the bike as I trudged along wearily behind him.
Saturday and we headed for the swimming pool, as usual I was reluctant.
And I was fully up for it!  I love the swimming pool I do.
I got into once we were there, the weather was awful but we still went into the outdoor section in the rain.
And Mum and I rode the flume slide so fast we came out almost upside down, I loved it!
McDonalds for lunch because we live like kings.
And then it was onto Hugo, Matice and Luca's house for what should have been a barbecue...
...but actually turned out to be more of a fancy picnic instead. 
Whatever the catering arrangements, we had a great time playing in the garden.
Yeah, and after we were done with that we were all on the sofa for some star wars action on the DVD, perfect!
Sunday and after a lot of motivational work from Mum I was off to Melissa's birthday party (well, whats wrong with wanting to slump on the sofa until the last minute?)
I headed off shopping for a few house bits with Mum and Dad, not the pinnacle of excitiment but pretty good all the same, it was nice to be Nedless for a few hours anyway.
Then in the afternoon when we were all back together we slumped and watched Honey I Shrunk the kids, good Sunday afternoon stuff.

Did I show you a picture of my bicarbonate of soda crytstals I grew for my school project last week?  No I thought I hadn't:

I was super pleased with them and caused quite a stir when I took them into school at breakfast club.

We had the photographer in at nursery on Tuesday, that will be the last time that happens and it'll be school uniform shots from now on I suppose.  I made the most of it though and really pulled my best poses.

We did dodgeball at multi skills on Wednesday, I love dodgeball.  I'd really hit my stride by the time Dad and Ellis turned up to pick me up and gave them a real masterclass in the art, pretty much seeing off the entire opposition team singlehandedly.

Then it was our weekly sprint to Thatcham, only a little bit late this week.  Oops.

We had a proper good game of doctors and nurses with Mum on Thursday evening, and once we'd fixed up all the teddy bears and other assorted soft toys it was Ned's turn for some attention.

Yeah, I didn't mind laying down in the makeshift 'ward' (on the lounge floor anyway).

When Dad got to nursery on Friday Neeve and I were in the middle of a game of mummies and babies. We're playing together quite a lot after all our school visits together.

We did our school music festival performance on Friday morning.  This one was behind closed doors so no adults got in the way.  We had kids from loads of other schools come to sing and dance with us and it was really good, especially the ice lollies.

We had to rush home from the playground after school a bit earlier than usual to watch the space shuttle take off.

Yeah, it was the last ever flight so we watched with great interest on the internet.  It was a bit cloudy in Florida though, so it was soon off into the clouds which was a shame.

In other school related news, I got my report to take home on Friday.  I think I must have done pretty well as Mum and Dad were really pleased with me....very pleased indeed.  So much so they promised me a trip to Pizza Hut.

We had a lazy morning on saturday, filled with minor squabbling and arguments between us kids.

Yeah, it helped pass the time I suppose.  Although making cup cakes with Mum was a nice diversion.

In the afternoon we went to Yanna's for her birthday barbecue.

We had a great time, playing all sorts of sports in the garden, eating cakes and more cakes and then some more cakes.

We stayed really late, playing with Yanna and Fen's cousins, until it got dark in fact.

So there wasn't much doing sunday morning. 

Well, except me having a confidence crisis about my BMX race.  Mum talked me round and we were soon on our way.

I helped set up the 'Team Ned' pit area, which has evolved to quite a civilised arrangement these days:

I had a few laps with Dad to get my eye in (he got told off for having a short sleeve top on, practice what you preach eh Dad?) and then I was right back into it.  I don't know what I was worried about!

Mum and I had a great time in the park and I rode my bike around the field loads and loads (no stabilisers of course).

There were a few more in my category this time (my mate and nearest rival Charlie wasn't there sadly) but we were still lumped in with the eight year olds.  It didn't matter though, I came second in each one of my heats, one of which was even from gate 8.  I was on a charge and loving it.  I made the eight year old A-final and came in fifth, well clear of the other seven year olds for another category win.  If Dad's maths are right (highly unlikely) I should have sealed the overall series win, but we'll have to wait and see for sure.

With what little energy I had left after screaming encouragement at Ned all afternoon , I was promised a go on the track once the racing had finished:

And here I am, stabilisers only just gone and i'm riding a national standard BMX track!  I was really pleased with myself and Dad only helped me get to the top of a few of the bigger jumps.  The ladies form the club loved my bike almost as much as my outfit (woolly cat gloves tipped the balance I think).  I made a whole lap with only one small crash and can't wait to go racing myself.

We headed home, having a quick power nap in the back of the car before arriving at Pizza Hut for my school report reward.  Lovely day.

My proper dancing outfit had arrived for me this week when I got to class.  We didn't have time to put it on as we were even later to get there than usual.  I didn't mind though, I was just relieved to be there at all, sometimes the traffic is really bad.

While Ellis was at dancing we decided to do something else rather than hang around and wait for her or do boring old reading.  We tried the car wash which was closed and settled for a nearby park instead.  It was a good park too, heavy on the monkey bars, right up my alley!

Thursday and we were all being hopeful for good weather as it was sports day!

I was looking forward to the little sisters race.

And i'm sure Mum and Dad were lookng forward to their races too.  We started off by doing various sports dotted around the field, my favourites were throwing the Nerf bomb (miles), tug of war:

And scrambling under the army net:

Even if the tug of war did end up in the occasional bundle:

I had a massive support crew including Mum, Dad, Ellis, Uncle Alan, Auntie Christine, Laura and even Darcey.  It was lovely to see them all and I was really pleased they came.

After we'd had a go at all the field sports it was race time, I was so excited and loved it, even if I didn't quite manage to win my race after a bit of bad start.  I also loved the fact that Mum, Dad and Alan all joined in for a race too, I was really proud of them.  The teachers then had a tug of war, I didn't want to cheer on my own teacher so I cheered on Mrs Stephenson instead, she won!

I also loved my race and next year i'll be in it for real, I can't wait:

But this was the real highlight for me of course:

After sports day something very very weird happened.

Yeah, we all went to Tesco for the weekly shop.

And it was really nice.

No one got told off.

No one shouted.

Mum put loads of lovely things in the trolley.

Perfect!

We went out with the Halford boys to Donnington castle on Friday after school, we hadn't seen them for ages and ages.

Yeah, they also bought along their Gran's dog for a walk too, she was lovely and we loved making a fuss of her.

Yeah, she was our kind of  dog, small and on a lead.

Our weekly tour of the BMX tracks of the south took in Lower Earley this Friday night.  It wasn't too bad but not up to the standard of a proper race track.  There were plenty of grown ups riding though, they loved watching me and asking questions about my bike.  We had a good night until Dad dropped my prized can of lemon Fanta and it made a tiny hole in it.  It sent a tiny stream of the delicious lemony goodness accross the path, all over my crash helmet and up and dad's legs.  He quickly opened the top and I managed to down most of the remaining liquid salvaging something from the whole sorry situation.

We had a trip to Marks and Spencer at the retail park on saturday morning to buy picnic foods.  There was a charity stand in the doorway and after helping myself to several complimentary Rock Road cakes I managed to persuade Mum and Dad to let us enter the name the teddy competition.

I went for Cinderella.

And I went for Ian, after uncle Ian.

We wrote our names on the chart and thought nothing more of it.

We quickly went to Argos to exchange a duplicate birthday present, I got Pokemon Black for my DS, I think this is going to be the start of a very serious love affair......

Picnic was on the agenda, Mum had heard of a cool place in Hungerford by a river so we headed off. 

It took some finding and a trek thorough the stingers but when we got there it was well worth it.  While were on the way, Mum got a phone call to say i'd won the teddy bear, Ian it was! 

We were all very excited, well, I say all, Mum and Dad were having a mild panic about where we were going to put him.

Anyway, back to the picnic, it was alovely spot, next to a rather inviting looking clear flowing, shallow river.

With a swing over it:

The swing was really good fun actually:

As was paddling, even if Dad did chuck a boo because it was hurting his poor delicate little feet:

Once we'd had our fill of watery fun we headed to the pick your own fruit place.

We missed out on this last summer so we were well excited about going again at last:

I stepped up to the plate on the quality control duties:

We got a couple of punnets full of delicious strawberry goodness, they smelled lovely too!

We took them round to Andy's for his Barbecue.

Abi and Faye were there and we had a lovely time.

I left them to it on the whole and got some serious Pokemon action in.  Until they put tangled on and I thought I might watch it a bit...

There was a late night involved for the boxing, I watched a few rounds, but fell asleep before the end.

After a bit of lie in we were off to collect Ian.  The man that sold us the tickets was at work again and seemed really pleased that we'd won it.

We struggled back to the car with him, drawing admiring glances from everyone.

Before we had to bundle him into the back seat to sit between us.

We took him to Alans as we were going there for lunch:

He makes a great chair:

It's cool at Alan's, he's got a lovely big telly with a PS3, an endless supply of Coke and massive Pokemon knowledge...perfect!

He's also got a nice big clear floor for dancing on and of course Hayley!

Thanks for having us, hope you recovered some peace and tranquility.

Auntie Christine couldn't help herself and came round to see our new Ian in the evening.

Monday then, another round of school visits.

I got to go for another hour or so on my own.

I got to spend most of the day in juniors and then Mum and Dad got to go to a meeting about how things are done on juniors and meet my new (old) teacher.  

Just another quick note, i'll be BMX racing this coming Sunday at Gosport, I know some of you have expressed an interest in coming along some time.  Race time is usually 1pm with finals an hour or so later.  I should point out that there are generally no toilet facilities (except some lovely discreet bushes) so if you've got a peanut bladder and you're a bit shy don't come crying to me.  Thanks.

I got rid of the last of my face scabs on Tuesday...I was mighty pleased, even if I did have some patches of shiny bright new skin on show in their place.
I had a big day on Tuesday, my first official school visit in preparation for September.  I've found out that what class i'll be in and that i'll have Neave and Luca from nursery in with me too.  I had a great time for the short jhour I was there and played with just about everythin gon offer from paints through to the toy kitchen set up.  I had to go to nursery afterwards, which meant a trip in with Luca and his Mum in their car.  I do still love a trip to nursery with them. 
Thursday and my picture was in the Newbury Weekly News along with all my friends at last weeks dance event...cool or what (i'm in the yellow t-shirt if you still have the paper).
It was also visit the dentist day, we were pretty excited about it.
We were indeed, I was in the room and in the chair before Dad had even hung his coat up.
Dad went next and then it was my turn.  Seeing as i'm four I decided it was time I went in the chair on my own and not on Dad's lap.  The dentist was very pleased with all our teeth as well which was good.
We had a walk to the park at Northcroft with nursery on Friday morning, we do love a trip to the park.  I held Luca's hand all the way there but had to share him on the way back, i'm good like that.
Then friday after Mum had finished work it was camping time.
Yay, we were so excited, we'd been going on about it all week.
It was a nice enough journey down but even the brightest optimist (Dad) couldn't be all that positive about the weather as we got closer to Croyde. 
It was grey, very grey.
It was windy, very windy.
It was rainy, very rainy.
Add a double booked camping pitch at the site and failing daylight and things were not looking good.
Mum was all for heading back into town and booking into a hotel for the night.
But I wanted to be in the tent, we had come camping after all.  Dad didn't need much persuading so camping it was.
We got to sit on the car while Mum and Dad struggled with the elements, for the first time in his life Dad didn't even resort to bad language and tantrums, he had to stay calm or Mum would have thrown him in the sea I reckon. 
After and hour or so, the tent was declared open and habitable, (this was sadly too late to save all the squashy foodstuffs that Dad had packed in the rear footwells....oops we rather crushed them all). 
Hooray, they did really well and we were soon tucked up in our cosy bedroom.  Mum calmed down and even made up a lovely story for us that had us in stitches.
Apparently the tent was getting a proper battering from the wind and rain, but we didn't notice, we were soon asleep.
We had a bit of a lie on saturday morning, Mum and Dad seemed relieved we'd survived the night I think. 
The weather still wasn't that good so we settled for breakfast indoors:

Even after breakfast it wasn't exactly beach weather so after a bit of reading from our books (Winnie the witch for Ellis and Harry Potter and the chamber of secrets for me) we headed into Barnstaple to visit a shop that is apparently just like Mum's but nearer the sea. 

We like to indulge her now and again.

We also had a visit to a really cool toy shop, there were loads of things to try out and play with.

Best of all though there were loads of gross things too, we particulalry liked this thing that looked like a net you get oranges in with a ball in it, but when you squeezed it, the ball bulges out of the net in horrible looking blobs....

....we had on of those each and grossed out as many grown ups as we could.

We headed back to the tent for a luxury luncheon, Garlic roule cheese and biscuits for me.

Cheese sandwich of course for me.

All accompanied by a lovely cup of hot chocolate, this is the life!

We hit the pool in the afternoon, I was sooo excited it was ridiculous.  I love the pool at this campsite, loads of slides and bubbly water and plenty of chances for me to show off my swiming prowess.

I developed a new 'torpedo' technique for gaining maximum speed down one of the smaller slides before hitting the big flume over and over again.

We were finally dragged out after two hours just in time for Andy to arrive. 

He hadn't bought any sunshine with him like we'd asked, but we let him stay anyway.

We had a barbecue for tea and then headed off for a walk accross the dunes:

 

And then back onto the beach for a quick game of volleyball:

And then it was off to bed again, this time without the howling wind:

The next day was a much better weather wise. 

Yeah, we had another decent lie in and Mum broke cover first as she was getting too hot in bed!

We had breakfast outside, like we were supposed to on a camping trip:

And then we packed up our beach gear for the day and headed down to the sea.  It was lovley and sunny and we couldn't wait to get digging, surfing and eating ice cream.

We set up camp and got busy with the toys when one of the Coastgaurds came along and told us all to keep hold of our stuff as the search and rescue helicopter was going to land on the beach just in front of us.

Wow, what top excitement.  Dad was worried we were going to get blown half way accross the beach and covered in swirling sand but Mum and Andy seemed quite happy to sit it out and enjoy the spectacle.

We decided to hedge our bets and half hide behind them.

After a short wait the helicopter came into view over the dunes, circled the beach once really low and then took a run up before plonking down right in front of us.  It was amazing.

And dad didn't need to worry too much as it didn't really kick up much sand at all.  It was a bit noisy though.

Four men jumped out of the big door and took a stretcher up the beach, all the while they were gone the blades were still swooping round and round.

They eventually bought a surfer and his mate back on the stretcher and took straight off, no doubt taking the poor chap to the hospital, hopefully he was okay.

As it flew away the pilot gave us a big old wave and then they were gone!  Within a few minutes the makeshift helipad was being used as a cricket pitch!

We were pretty hot by this point so it seemed only right to go and get in the sea.
Armed with our boards we were off  (accompanied by Ellis singing 'O mama, I wanna go surfing' all the way to the waters edge.

There were plenty of waves and after a while and a little help we were catching some right screamers, right up onto the sand.

I went out really deep with Mum and was getting some real monsters.

And i was joing him on the same wave as he got closer in.

We got turned over a few times but made sure we went back for more.

After all that effort it was well and truly ice cream time.

And then it was digging, a game of ball and then bury Ellis in the sand.

I think that just about covers a day at the beach?  We headed back up to camp to pack our things up, leaving only the table and chairs outside for a fish and chip supper before we headed off for home.  Perfect:

I really didn't want to leave...like really.  Full waterworks the lot. 

I'm sure we'll be going again soon though.

So I was a little toad at nursery on Tuesday. I decided I didn't want to do as I was told and please myself instead.  It has to be said that this is most out of character for me, so I think Claire Bear actually found it quite funny really.  Normal service has been resumed now though.
I also learned to hang upside down, by my legs with no hands in the school playground, cool or what?
I was also doing cool tricks in the playground after school, removing wobbly teeth to order.  I think Ella was well impressed, she even went and got a tissue for me to wrap my tooth up in.
We decided that we should have a trip down the park after tea, but I decided, as I didn't want to wear my helmet that i'd take the scooter instead of my bike...bad mistake.  On the way home I had a rather heavy crash while trying to perfect my bunny hop technique.  It was a face first crash and it happened so quickly that I still had hold of my handlebars as I hit the floor.  So on top of my squashed nose, grazes and unicorn style head bump I also had five skinned knuckles.  I didn't even cry straight away....until I got home, Dad carried me and was covered in blood which set me off when I saw the state of his shirt.  Mum did a great job and sat me down and got me all cleaned up.  She was a bit worried though when I couldn't really tell her how many fingers she was holding up, didn't know if we'd had any tea or not or how i'd done this to myself.  She made a quick phone call and they suggested I get checked out at hospital.  I didn't really like the idea of that much but I gave in.
I was pretty worried about the whole thing as well, but did my best to keep Ned cheerful.
I got checked out and the nurse said that I was okay really, so that was good.  I fell asleep on the way home.  When I woke up next day the tooth fairy had still been, £2 this time as well because apparently the tooth was super clean and nice.  Result, in fact it was a bit of a shame that I didn't maybe knock a couple more out in my scooter crash.....
I had a pretty impressive collection of scabs to take to school with me on Wednesday, which I wasn't too keen on.  I like to keep it low key at school.  No chance, everyone wanted to know what i'd done and the teachers went into fuss overdrive.  Oh dear.  I even had to stay in at playtime to do quiet activities, turns out that this wasn't all bad and I got to stay in and do Lego with Tegan and Ella.   When Dad came to pick me up and ask me how my day had been I gave him a one word answer....tedious.  What made things even worse is that I had to miss Multi Skills after school as well.
Yeah, poor old Ned, at least we could leave for my dancing in plenty of time though so that made a pleasant change.  We go there early enough to have a proper chat with one of the dance teachers before the lesson started while Ned sat in the car, hiding his scabby old chops.
The fussing continued into Thursday at school though, I was well and truly tired of it by now, so it was a good job I had my dancing day on Friday instead:

There were a few of us from school and loads of kids from some other schools and we had a really good day, even though I didn't really want to go through with it when we arrived.  I was worried about having to fend off scab questions and didn't really know what we were going to do all day. 

I got to go to nursery with Luca as well, excellent, Mum didn't even come with us either.

We put on a bit of a performance for the  mums and dads at home time which went pretty well, I really enjoyed it actually.

Seeing as Mum was with us and didn't go back to work we had a bit of time to fill so we headed to the newly opened play stuff in Victoria Park.

Yeah, finally!

It was brilliant, I really liked it and was all over everything as fast as I could:

I wasn't quite so excited as Ellis, even before I smashed myself in the eye with the sand digger handle.  Oops, that'll be a big black eye to go with the scabs then.

We had a lazy morning on Saturday while Mum went to her work meeting.

We watched a bit of telly, nothing exciting.

Then it was eventually time for the summer fete at school.  We got there when it started as Dad was on barbecue duty.

Well if Dad was on Barbecue duty, I was on winning sweets on the tombola duty.  I won loads!  I had to use Ellis' bag to conain them all.  I loved coming over to show Dad my bounty, I even let him have a couple.

I had my face painted:

I decided against that what with all the scabs and that and settled for a skull tattoo on my arm instead, cool or what?

We played all the games on offer pretty much, I almost won a coconut too:

I very nearly trapped the rat:

And I got to give my friend Garran from the juniors a good old soaking with my six sponge assault:

We stayed a lot longer than we thought we would so we were in a bit of a rush to get ready for Grandad and Annes' 10th anniversary party.

I got to wear a lovely dress and sparkly shoes and I was promised dancing!

We had a great time, especially with mum's cousins who i'd never met before.  They were technically old enough to know better I suppose (all three of them were in their twenties after all) but that didn't stop them.  We had sword fights with drink stirrers and ninja beer mat throwing amongst other things.

I danced with Mum, I danced with Dad and if I had to I danced on my own and I loved it.

We stayed really late, it was pretty much 1 am by the time we got to bed....

So there was a monster lie in session on Sunday morning.

Hmm, it was 12 o'clock before I finally surfaced, not bad eh?

We quickly gave Dad his fathers day cards and presents, stuffed some lunch down our throats and then set off for an afternoon at Legoland (we had to renew our season tickets)

Although we got in late we made up for lost time and hit the cars first.

We got to go on the brand new Atlantis ride where you go into the water in a Lego submarine through a big tank with real life fish in it.

Not just any old fish either, cool rays and even sharks!

We loved it and the tanks in the ride exit were cool too, you could poke your head up in them and everything:

I finally got a picture of Ned's scabby nose (he'd banned camera's all week):

And I took a nice one of the Atlantis ride sign:

Now i'm geting bigger we're going an all the rides as a four, it's gret fun.  We all went on the big old pirate ship for the first time and then I decided it was time I went on the big dragon rollercoaster:



Just like Ned, I wasn't keen on the bit inside the castle itself, but once we were up the hill and thundering down the track I loved it.  Mum and I screamed our heads off all the way round.  I declared the ride 'awesome'

We hot-footed it over to the Viking river rapids for a good old soaking.  Dad din't take the brunt of it this time though...

...no, I seemed to!

And then there was just time to play the computer racing game and head off home, not bad for a half day trip!

Basketball at multisports this week, I love basketball so I was well pleased to have a chance to show off my super cool ball dribbling.  I also got to do a bit more dribbling when my wobbly tooth finally came out!  Mrs Stephenson was passing by and very kindly wrapped it all up safe for me to take home and show off (and most importantly, cash in with the tooth fairy).  So here's my new look:

The one right next to it is pretty wobbly too, so that won't be far behind.  Anyway, I placed my tooth under the pillow and it was replaced in by morning time by a shiny £1 coin.  I assured Dad that this was the going rate, he seemed quite pleased with the amount....?

I had another lovely time at dancing on wednesday afternoon, it's the highlight of my week.

I didn't have a book to read and Dad forgot my DS so once Dad gave up with our interesting 'walk' we got back in the car and listened to the new Frank Turner album, well, track 6 anyway.  I love it. 

I'd been going on about going to the city playground for ages and ages and ages (we go through on the way to nursery in the mornings), so on Friday afternoon Dad could take no more and finally gave in.  We even got there by bike which was a double bonus:

What wasn't quite so great was the weather....hail.  Big lumps of hail.  The hail itself was fantastic and I loved it, but what I hadn't bargained on was the affect it had on all the metal climbing stuff...it all got a bit slippery.  I had a bit of an off and ended up on my bum and hurt my fingers too.  I cried.  I really cried.  I cried all the way home on the back of Dad's bike and had to call Mum at work to cry at her too.  I'm back pestering Dad to take me there again now though.
We had our boys BMX outing again on friday night, this week we ventured down to Eastleigh to ride their new track.  It was a nice downhill affair which made it easier for poor old Dad to keep up.  The skatepark at the bottom of the track looked even more fun though if truth be told, shame it was a bit too wet to ride.
Mum went to work on saturday, boo.
It wasn't so bad though, we slugged in our pj's and watched one of my new Tinkerbell DVD's.
Yeah, I quite liked it too, i'm a sucker for a Disney film.
Sue finally caught us in after trying since Easter, she bought us our lovely birthday presents and even an Easter egg...Brilliant!
Yeah thanks Sue.
We then got dressed and headed for the park on a mission....to get rid of my stabilisers once and for all.
I gave her plenty of coaching.
They were off, and so was I, don't know what all the fuss was about?  I definatley don't want them back thats for sure.
We had a spot of lunch and then picked up Owen to go to the Leckhampstead Dog Show and fete thingy, sadly we were too late for the Dog show, so we had to make do with poking around a fire engine and smashing crockery with balls.
This was so much fun:

Probably best not to try it at home though.
As if we hadn't had enough excitment for one day it was round to Auntie Christines for Laura's birthday in the evening.  Lovely as it was to celebrate Laura's birthday the real attraction was of course Darcey.
Yeah, we love Darcey and couyldn't wait to get some cuddles in.
And to help her along with her chair swing thing.
We had a few games of shut the box too, I love shut the box and even managed to actually shut the box on one occasion.  Sadly it was before we started playing for money though.
Sunday saw the last of my birthday activities with my party at Northcroft.  We had a bouncy castle to play on as well but most of us were more interested in the gymnastics stuff:

We also did some running races and stuff accross the hall, I loved that, even if I didn't have much competition from Ellis' little friends.
Next up it was a session in bumpers, I love bumpers so Iwas really excited, I was even brave enough to go down the big slide, well I am 4 after all.
I had a great time chasing the party organiser around and throwing balls at the little ones in the ball pool.
Dinner time was next on the agenda:

If Dad thinks we eat slow at home, he hadn't seen anything compared to this lot! 

Ha ha, we were just enjoying ourselves! 

We were gagging to get the cake out and get on with our ice creams though! 

All in good time Ned.  I had a great time with my friends and also got some really lovely presents from them too.

So a bit of news then, I've been chosen by school to go to a dance event (only 12 from the whole school) because of my aptitude for rhythmic activities, balance and co-ordination apparently.  I wasn't so sure about it at first but when I realised i'd miss a day of school I was won over. I'm really looking forward to it now actually.

Mum and Dad got a load of letters and forms about me starting school, exciting stuff eh?  I can't wait to go and this makes it all another step closer I suppose.  There's various visiting days and what have you as well so it's all go!