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.

these boots are made for walking

Finally, my little sister has decided she can walk. Well almost. She finds walking so funny that when she takes steps she wibbles and wobbles and laughs so much that she falls over. So far she has managed 10 steps before landing on her knees. Mummy thinks she can walk perfectly well on her own and has been for months and only messes around with the pretending she can walk when she has an audience. I think Mummy is right. My little sister can walk across my king-size bed and jump up and down on it. Surely that's harder than walking on the solid floor? Although my little sister is not very good at walking she is very very good at throwing balls. She loves balls. Balls was her first word. She can throw a ball straight like no other girl I know. Daddy says she might be the next Fatima Whitbread. Mummy looks horrified. Does white bread make you fat ma?

smiling quince

Can you see the smiley face in the quince? I can. Mummy often sees smiley faces in things. She thinks that a part of our pear tree looks like a smiling pig. It does. It is our smiling pig pear tree. I didn't go to school on Friday which was sad. I really love school. On Friday we went to Kings Lynn to swap cars for a day. Mummy was not really very excited about spending a day there but I was. When we got to the garage they gave us a car 10 times smaller than our car. Mummy was not happy. Mummy said naughty words when she was trying to get my little sisters car seat in to the back. Naughty Mummy - I told her off. Mummy took us for a drive to show us where she lived when she was little and I saw her old school. It is bigger than mine. We then went into TKMaxx's where I tried on flippers, orange goggles a woolly cap and danced with a spotty umbrella. I love TKMaxx's. It has everything I want. I wanted some barbie roller skates but meany Mummy said NO - again. But she did say that if I wrote to Father Christmas and asked very nicely and if I am a very, very good girl he might get me a pair. I am nearly always a good girl so I hope I get some. I hope Mummy remembers...

boys boys boys

I am too grumpy to write today. I'm going to bed early to dream of Prince Charming. And NO, he's not in my class, boys in my school class are disgusting.

foraging

I went to school again today. I think I now go every day not just when Mummy feels like it. Mummy kept getting my staggered start days wrong. I think she was very embarrassed. I love school although today I got my skirt and t-shirt tugged by a boy which was not very nice was it? I love my best friend Eleanor. She is very tall and we paint and talk together. When I got home I was very tired and I wouldn't eat my lunch (again) which made Mummy moody (again). After not eating my lunch, me and my little sister went and played in the garden. My little sister found some tiny mushrooms and started picking them but I don't think she ate them although she was a little weirder than normal this afternoon. At supper I ate all my food and it had tomatoes in it. I am such a good girl.