roar deal

On Monday my school teacher Mrs Y.S told me I wasn't well and that I wasn't to go to school the next day. (Actually all I had was a runny nose but show me a 3 year old that hasn't?) But when I got home I kept telling Mummy I wasn't well because Mrs Y.S told me so. I told Mummy chocolate would make me better. She didn't give me any. I think Mummy was quite pleased she didn't have to take me to school the next day as she said we could have a lion. A lion? Is she mad? I like lions but I don't think I want want as a pet. I want a puppy. A fluffy puppy not a lion. She then said lie-in not LION. Oh! I said. What's a lie-in? Apparently a lie-in would a morning when me and my little sister don't wake at 7:00 and shout Daddy/Mummy but instead woke at 8:00. Mummy things that would be an amazing lie-in. I am now thinking a lion would actually be quite a cool pet.

I'm really liking school. I like it almost as much as trip to Asda (not). Nursery School is exciting and there are always lots to do and play with. There are boys and girls there but I don't really like the boys or at least I pretend not to as obviously they don't like pink. I actually do like boys. I don't have a favourite school boy yet but Ruben my cousin is one of my favourite. I love him and told him so. When Mummy and my little sister picked me up from school I heard my friend John say to his mummy that he wanted Fish and Chips. Of course I then wanted them too. I didn't want orange chips (Mummy sometimes chips sweet potato - yuck) I wanted white chips. I did whinge a little and I was a little demanding and to my surprise Mummy said she would get some. She drove everywhere looking for a chippy that was open but all the plaices were shut until 5pm. Tonight I am sad about not being able to have a Euro 2008 shirt. But what those players need is a couple of weeks in the jungle with Ant & Dec. Now that would be worth getting a t-shirt for.

groan up

Apparently I look 4 and half but feel 13 and a half but am 3 and half. Growing up is so confusing. Today me and my little sister went to visit a new nursery where I wasn't the oldest but looked the oldest. Mummy and Granny and Grandpa dropped us off then drove off. I am use to be left at places but my little sister isn't and cried every so slightly for a little bit until she found a ball. She was then happy. She can now throw a ball dead straight with either her left or right hand. Today she hit me clean on the forehead. I was a little annoyed but also quite impressed. I throw like a girl but I am a girl so that's OK isn't it? Before nursery, we saw Chrissy. We went up to her bedroom so Mummy could help her with her computer. When we got to her room, I took off most of my clothes and dressed up in her heels and wrapped myself in a gigantic net scarf. I then put on her necklaces, bracelets and earrings. I then painted nails with permanent gold marker pen, applied hand-cream then danced to Madeline Peyroux. You see, I am so grown up.