A lesson learned

Things you should never do whilst sitting on the toilet:

#1 Use your equipment as a fire hose to spray your mum with wee.

#2 After said fire-hose wee, ask for a reward lolly.

I will not be doing either of these again.

Man of the house

It turns out that when Dad's at work, it falls to me to be the man of the house.

This afternoon, I ran into the study to report that I'd found 'a big ant!'

Mum said she was a bit busy and that she'd be there in a minute.

Well. I know what that means.

I grabbed a piece of scrap paper off the desk and wandered off.

Mum finally took notice when she saw me walk past, heading for the bin, and balancing my ant* on the piece of paper.

She was a bit freaked out but secretly impressed that I'd taken notice of the grown-up technique of picking up and disposing of dead creepy crawlies.

* I sometimes use 'ant' as a generic term. In this case, it referred to an enormous blowfly.

Double Act

I've been asking to go to the toilet a bit lately.

I'll say 'Need to do a wee, Mum!'

She'll take my nappy/undies off and I'll hop up on the toilet.

Once the wee is in the toilet where it belongs, I announce my next trick.

'And now I do a poo!'

Mum's been surprised at how frequently I've managed to poo on command.

Coke is it

I like coke.

Love it, in fact.

I like it in my water.

I like it in my cordial.

I like it in my juice.

I like to have it every day!

But before you accuse my parents of being stupidly irresponsible...

'Coke' is what I have dubbed ice cubes. I probably misheard mum and dad talking when they were putting ice in their coke.

A promise is a promise

Grandma came to look after me today while Mum had to go out for a bit.

We played with my blocks and with my cars.

And right before my sleep time, I had the great idea that we should play in my Thomas tent.

'How 'bout we play in your tent after your sleep', suggested Grandma.

But Grandma forgot that she'd be gone by the time I woke up.

'Do you think he'll remember?' Grandma asked Mum when she got home.

Hmm...yes, I think I would remember!

Sure enough, I woke up and instead of running out to the family room to find mum like I normally do, I waited in my room, next to my Thomas tent, and called out to Grandma.

I was unimpressed when Mum turned up.

I was even less impressed when Grandma turned out to be long gone.

There were so many tears that Mum decided to let me ring Grandma.

Within half an hour, she'd taken a break from work and come up to play in my Thomas tent.

That's love!

Scan me

Dad and I hit the shops today and we found some shirts on sale.

I'm growing out of a few of my shirts so it was the perfect time to upgrade my wardrobe.

We grabbed a trolley, and I stood in it and used it as a makeshift change room in the aisle.

I took a special liking to a stripey polo shirt and didn't want to take it off. Not even for the checkout. So when it was our turn to be served, dad asked the lady if she could scan me and popped me on the desk.

She thought it was very funny.

I continued to wear the shirt around the other shops - tags attached - and I didn't care.

Advent calendar

I got an advent calendar at our playgroup break up the other day.

Dad unwrapped it yesterday and we opened up the first box.

I ate the chocolate.

It was good.

Then he put it away.

Today we opened box #2.

Later on, after dad had gone to work I found the advent calendar.

Some extra boxes may have been open.

I'm not sure what we're going to do on days 3, 9, 10 and 17!