Daddy came
home from work in the morning because he had been working in the night time
again, and he stayed up and played with me and mummy because now he is not
going to go back to work for a few days. He was very slow and dozy, though, and
he kept lying down on the floor and falling asleep. When he did this I had to
climb on him and pat his tummy and say, “Dad-dee!!”
to wake him up. Mummy found this very funny.
The parent
staff took me to the big shop to get some food, and some new pretty dresses for
me because I am getting too big for my other dresses. One of my new dresses has
an owl on it. Daddy wanted to buy it for me because I can say owl in the staff
language – “ow-ul” – and he thinks
that this is wonderful.
While we were
in the big shop I was in the trolley seat, and it was boring so I kept pulling
mummy’s finger and saying, “Walk! Walk!”, but mummy would not let me get down.
I think that this is because last time mummy let me walk around the big shop,
she gave me some bread to hold and I ran away out of the door with it, and
mummy said that I was “shop-lifting”.
I am not sure what this is but it must have been bad, because after mummy had
caught me again her face was very red, and she has not let me walk in the big
shop since this day.
So I stayed
in the trolley seat, and daddy took us for food in the cafe upstairs. I stole
some of daddy’s toast, which was very nice.
Then we went
home and I played and had a nap. After nap time, mummy woke me up and told me
that she needed to put me in my “cos-tume”.
I was going to be a “pi-rate”, and I
had jeans and a stripy T-shirt, and cool boots and a hat that daddy had made
for me. Mummy and daddy both said that I looked very cute when I was all dressed
up.
Mummy put
me in her car so that she could drive me to the party, and daddy said goodbye
to us and went upstairs to bed because it was time for his nap now.
The party
was in the house where Jackson’s nanny lives, and when we got there, Nic was waiting
to say hello to us. Nic is Jackson’s mummy. She told me that I looked very good
in my “cos-tume”.
Nic took us
to play in the garden, where there was a bouncy castle and a sand pit. This was
very good fun. I went on the bouncy castle with mummy and Jackson and another
little girl who was the same size as me. Then I went to play in the sandpit,
and I got my hands very dirty and wiped them on mummy.
After this,
everyone went inside because it was time for food. We had some very nice party
food on a special plate, and mummy let me have some “sausage roll”, which I have never had before. Then I played with
some “ball-oons” and some of Jackson’s
toys.
There were
lots of grown-ups at the party and I was a little bit frightened because they
were all very big and I am very small. But I found that if I took mummy with me
when I wanted to go somewhere new, it was not so scary.
After I had
played for a while, everybody went into the living room and Nic shut the
curtains and made it all dark, and then she brought in Jackson’s “birthday cake”, which looked like an
island with treasure on it. Then she lit some little candles on the cake and
asked Jackson to blow them out. While Nic was lighting the candles she said, “Ready
... Ready ...”, and this is a word that I know in the staff language, so I said
“READY!” very loudly, and everybody
laughed at me.
Jackson
blew out his candles and everybody sang a song and clapped, and I clapped too.
Then Nic brought me a piece of “birthday
cake” and asked mummy if I was allowed to have some. Mummy has not let me
have cake before. Usually she tells me that it is “grown-up fruit” and that I
am not allowed it, but really I think that she just wants to eat it all herself
because she is greedy. Today, though, mummy let me have a little bit of cake,
and it was really nice. I think that
mummy is mean for not letting me eat cake before now.
Soon after
this, mummy had to take me home, so we gave goodbye kisses to Nic and Jackson,
and mummy said thank you to Jackson’s nanny for having us.
Then mummy
drove us home to daddy, and the parent staff started to get me ready for bed.
Just before my bedtime, Auntie Al arrived at our house with Sammy, who is her “boy-friend”. A “boy-friend” is a bad person who daddies want to shoot. I know this
because that’s what my daddy told me. Daddy says that if I ever get a “boy-friend”, then he will shoot him.
Sammy does
not seem very bad though. I like him and I think it is nice when he comes to
visit me.
Auntie Al
and Sammy came to listen to my story tonight, and to give me kisses when daddy
lifted me into my cot. I hope that they will still be here when I get up to
play tomorrow.
I have had
an exciting day today. When I am two, I will have a party and there will be
lots of cake, and mummy will not be allowed to eat any of it.
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