Saturday, December 23, 2006
Practising for Christmas
You only get one second Christmas, so it is important to make it a good one. I have been practising getting into the Christmas spirit, and also into my fairy outfit, which is considerably more difficult. Christmas spririt fits me better I think.
I have also begun wishing people a "Merry Christmas" and a "Happy new Year". And they wish me one in return. So that's all hunky dorey.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Bouncing
Some people belive that beds are a good place to sleep. How mistaken they are. Beds are for bouncing!
We have a bit of a tradition in our family, stretching back over several generations, of the sunday afternoon bed-bounce. I do the energetic bit, and Mummy and Granny flap up and down the edge of the bed saying "don't fall". As if I would- silly thing to do.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Encouragement
As you know, I am endevouring to bring up my parents as well as I can. I subscribe to the school of thought that says that there is nothing wrong with lavishing praise for even small achievements.
Consequently, when daddy managed to tap out "Baa, Baa Black Sheep" on my xylophone the other day, I rewarded him with a hearty "Well done"!
Consequently, when daddy managed to tap out "Baa, Baa Black Sheep" on my xylophone the other day, I rewarded him with a hearty "Well done"!
Encouragement
As you know, I am endevouring to bring up my parents as well as I can. I subscribe to the school of thought that says that there is nothing wrong with lavishing praise for even small achievements.
Consequently, when daddy managed to tap out "Baa, Baa Black Sheep" on my xylophone the other day, I rewarded him with a hearty "Well done"!
Consequently, when daddy managed to tap out "Baa, Baa Black Sheep" on my xylophone the other day, I rewarded him with a hearty "Well done"!
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Living out of a suitcase
I have been living out of a suitcase for the last couple of days. As you can see, I managed to cram in all the essentials: teapot, cups, donuts, stethoscope, mobile phone, building blocks (you never know when you might be called upon to build Babel Mark II).
The purpose of our visit was to see my Great Great Aunty Joan. I think I rather surprised her.
We also managed a bit of sightseeing as well - here you see me patrolling the grounds of Bolton Abbey.
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