It's now February. I'm nearly going to be 4 and my blogging is poor. Hey that rhymes. Have I ever told you about the rhyming game I play with Mummy and Daddy. They say words like 'hat' and I would say 'mat bat fat cat chat wat...' They say "no, you can say, 'wat', is not a word." "Oh", I would say. And they would say, "oh, no, flow, toe, wow, snow, low". ect. etc. But we don't play this game so much anymore. Mummy and Daddy use to get the giggles when we played the game with certain words like 'tanker and flanker' and 'luck and muck'. I don't get the joke. I do still play the game on my own sometimes and can't wait to play it with my little sister who mimics nearly everything I say. She's not so little now and she hits me a lot. Yesterday she bit me. It really hurt. Mummy asks her is she'd like to sit outside in the cold when she's being naughty. Of course she always says "NO". So Mummy gives her a few warnings and if she's still being naughty, she gets put out on the decking next to the trampoline. She then cries and says "sorry" followed by a little tiny weany kick or poke with her finger. She use to sit on the naughty step but she laughed so much when she was put there that it was rather pointless.
Wednesday
i'm a good girl
It's now February. I'm nearly going to be 4 and my blogging is poor. Hey that rhymes. Have I ever told you about the rhyming game I play with Mummy and Daddy. They say words like 'hat' and I would say 'mat bat fat cat chat wat...' They say "no, you can say, 'wat', is not a word." "Oh", I would say. And they would say, "oh, no, flow, toe, wow, snow, low". ect. etc. But we don't play this game so much anymore. Mummy and Daddy use to get the giggles when we played the game with certain words like 'tanker and flanker' and 'luck and muck'. I don't get the joke. I do still play the game on my own sometimes and can't wait to play it with my little sister who mimics nearly everything I say. She's not so little now and she hits me a lot. Yesterday she bit me. It really hurt. Mummy asks her is she'd like to sit outside in the cold when she's being naughty. Of course she always says "NO". So Mummy gives her a few warnings and if she's still being naughty, she gets put out on the decking next to the trampoline. She then cries and says "sorry" followed by a little tiny weany kick or poke with her finger. She use to sit on the naughty step but she laughed so much when she was put there that it was rather pointless.
