I was meant to go to Grandma's house today but I was still too sick.
Dad is home this week to do some jobs around the house. We ordered a big rubbish skip and we plan to fill it this week.
When I say 'we' I mean mum and dad, not me.
Apparently skips are not for toddlers.
In the afternoon both the adults had to carry big heavy things, and I didn't help as much as I could, so I got relegated to my room.
As you'd expect, I protested very loudly.
But after a few minutes I forgot about the work they were doing outside, and focused on the fun I could have with my trains and my cars and my other toys.
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