Dad and I went to the shops today. We were looknig for some new duds. We didn't find any that fit (I'm too big for the baby stuff, and not quite big enough for the 'boy' section)
But I had fun running through the mall. And I really tired myself out running up the walkway ramps in the carpark.
When we got home dad decided to customise one of my t-shirts for the upcoming Easterfest. He grabbed a black shirt, a can of spray paint and headed to the garage. I wasn't allowed to witness the event, but later on I got handed my very own hand painted shirt. It says "Church Punk". Mum even thinks it looks cool. Which surprised us all!
Aunty Lyndall arrived tonight, and I made her read me a lot of stories before bed.
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