I’m a big big boy now. Daddy took the cot bit off my bed and I can get in and out of bed properly now. So much easier!!! The only thing is, Daddy put a gate on my bedroom door to stop me leaving the room without Mummy and Daddy knowing. *sighs* They need to realise I’m a BIG boy!!
I like being outside and playing in the garden!
I like music! I like dancing and clapping along to music. I also like pots and pans and realised today I can make music with pots and pans! Look……!
I. HATE. THE. DOCTORS. I really don’t know why Mummy takes me.
I knocked my head yesterday and had a big bruise on my forehead then I was sick last night. I told Mummy I was fine but she ignored me and took me to the doctors anyway.
I tried to be brave. I didn’t cry at first but when the doctor took out this funny squeezy thing to strap on my arm I said NO! I’m not having some silly thing squeezing my arm. What do they need to do that for? I’m sure it would have hurt so I had to stand up for myself.
The doctor confirmed I was fine. Tsk! What a waste of time taking me.
Look at me, I’m helping Mummy and Daddy water the front garden!
Guess what?! No one needs to feed me anymore, I can do it all by myself! Using a fork and a spoon is easy! Mummy and Daddy won’t let me use a knife yet though. Pah!
I went to the hairdressers today for the first time. It wasn’t the first time I had my haircut though, My Great-Nan has been doing my hair for me up until now but I won’t keep still for her anymore! Ooops!
I enjoyed the hairdressers because I went in a car and watched TV while the nice lady cut my hair! I was very good and kept still as much as I could!
I went to have a look at my new house today. We had a “new home tour” ready to move in! It is BIIIIIIIG! I chose which room is going to be my bedroom and its got lots of room!!
I think my new house has my approval!
I went to the park with Mummy and Daddy today. It was hotty!
Daddy doesn’t like exercise but I managed to get him to play football!!! Look……!
Daddy is having an operation this afternoon to have some of his big teeth out. I think they are called wisdom teeth. Poor Daddy, I don’t want the doctors to knock him out. 
Hope it goes ok and I have to remember to be gentle with his face afterwards because it’s supposed to be very sore.
I’m spending the day with Nanny and Grandie when Mummy takes Daddy to the hospital. We will have lots of fun! 