Monday

first post

I am 3 and my sister is 1 and a bit. My little sister is probably going to be the naughty one but right now it's me who's performs the best strops. You see, I'm learning to talk. I can string sentences together and I now get reactions. I like it. I even said 'God' repetitively at the dinner table but both Mummy and Daddy tried to correct me and kept saying 'gosh'. Next time they say God, I will say 'Gosh' to them. They're lucky I'm not saying 'Jesus Christ', that's what I hear them saying all the time. I'll try that one next...I bet they say, "you mean cheese and rice don't you"? Parents can be so patronising.