Fending for myself . . .

This morning I got my own breakfast. Mummy was busy feeding Luke and I got the bread off the bench and also managed to get into the cupboard with all the spreads. On my bread this morning I had: honey, peanut butter and beef stock. All on the same piece! It was lovely, I ate it all up.

Mummy said if I won't eat what she makes for me, but will eat that crap I can get my own meals from now on. Part of me thinks this sounds like a great idea.

We went to the Toy Library today I got a game, a hobby horse and a doll swing. I am not allowed to climb into the doll's swing. That's okay, I don't think that I would fit.

The frosty patch still hasn't melted at our house, it is very cold in that corner.

I was busted this afternoon trying to get things I am not supposed to have. I really really wanted to play with Daddy's hammer, so took my little table out to the hall to climb up.

Little tables are great because girls can carry them anywhere and can reach all sorts of things. I have also eaten most of Daddy's milky bar chocolate that was in the fridge today, because again, I could reach it.

Oh the tricks I will be able to teach Luke!