The man flu and tea parties . . .

We were supposed to go into town today, go visiting, have a picnic in the park (you know the one with the big whale) and have tea with Gran. That sounds like a great day to me!

But Daddy has the man flu. He is very very very very very very very very very very very very very sick. Mummy is very very very very very very very very very very very very very tolerant (which basically means she is ignoring him).

So instead of going to town we have been keeping ourselves amused at home. We wrote out invititions to a tea party in the lounge. We invited Mummy, Daddy, Luke and I. Luke couldn't come though because he was asleep. At one stage of the morning Daddy was uninvited for being grumpy, but we let him come in the end.

We had a tea party, I was in charge of pouring the tea. It's trickier than it looks you know.

Everyone went to bed to have a sleep after lunch. Daddy and Luke went to bed first, then Mummy and I decided that we were very tired and needed a sleep too (someone was awake at 5 o'clock again).

When everyone woke up it was time to play with the playdough.

Hooray for Gracie!

Last November was my second birthday and Tanya and Kirsty brought me a very very cool playdough kit. It was put away and only found yesterday in a cupboard. They are blaming each other for that. I don't care I got to make elephant's, birds and giraffes.

Hooray for Gracie!