camping

Every year we go camping. I love camping. The first time I went I was just 4 weeks old, we went to Southwold. I slept lots and drank lots and Mummy and Daddy didn't sleep lots but drank lots. This weekend we camped in Wells on a big field with lots and lots of tents and children and mosquitoes. Camping makes us all happy and less snappy, especially Mummy who was very, very tearful last week. Mummy didn't even cry when she caught her flip flop in the front wheel of her bike and fell off with my little sister in the seat on the back. We went paddling when it was a marsh tide but the water disappeared really quickly which was odd. I really like the seaside and camping and being outside. I slightly missed Cbeebies but not as much as Daddy missed Big Brother. On Sunday we saw Uncle London Jamie and his fluffy dog Stitch at Grandma and Grandpa's house. I went to the pub with the boys and fell asleep in Daddy's arms while Mummy stayed in and watched the Hungarian Grand Prix. I think she fancies Lewis Hamilton.

full of latitude

We've been away. Last night we got back very, very late from camping at Latitude Festival. We went on Friday. We left late as Mummy and Daddy are quite disorganised. I was getting really grumpy on Friday and very fed up as I was being told we were going to a festival (what ever that was) and we were going camping. I love camping. But when ever I asked "when?" they just said "when we are ready. Go and sit down and be patient". I do not like doctors or hospitals and I do not want to be a patient so I wasn't. Finally we did leave and it was very exciting until I fell asleep. When I woke up, we were in this huge field with my lovely cousins and friends. There were tents everywhere and I could hear loud music. There were even beach huts and tee-pees but horrid smelly places to have wee-wees. After we had set up camp we went through a beautiful wood, across a lake, past a cat-avan (people dressed up as cats) and up a small hill where there were lots and lots and lots of people and colourful sheep. It was amazing. I was very excited and then we went to see The Magic Numbers. I danced the way I do at home, wiggling my bottom but when I saw people giggle, I stopped. Daddy put me on his shoulders so I could see them and I was the tallest 3 year old there. My little sister slept through some of the music but she really liked Arcade Fire and Scott Matthews and Alan Carr. I really liked the children's corner where we played with bales of straw for ages and ages and watched my uncle's puppet theatre production called The Pedlar of Swaffham in a big tent which was was brilliant. I really loved the festival and want to go again next year. I was very sad to come home but it was really nice to play with my paints again this morning and make jam tarts.

in my prime

I'm being very grumpy but I like it. I'm at my grumpy prime, I'm 3. I've been pushing Mummy and Daddy's to the maximum tonight. I know I have because I can see despair in their eyes and steam coming out of their ears. I think it's because I'm tired and as Mummy will agree (she should know), tolerance and tiredness do not mix very well. I'm still getting over chicken pox (Jody said you catch it from eating chicken, is this true?) and due to still being vaguely ill, I think it's OK to be vaguely vile don't you? Daddy made me giggle earlier, he was trying to get me to "GO TO SLEEP" and every time I reappeared at the door (which was lots) he said "do you want to go camping at the weekend? Well if you do, then GET IN TO BED". So I did... then I got out of bed, reappeared at the door gate and I still know I'll be going camping at the weekend. Guess who won? ME! Mummy's lovely friend Jody looked after me and my little sister this afternoon and she took us to the park by the river which I liked very much. I also liked very much seeing my friend.He is a boy and I met him in the park last week. We have bike races with no hands and play on the slides and he speaks odd sounding words to his Dad which I can't understand. Jody said he was from Turkey. Do you get Turkey Pox if you eat that too?