At last . . .

Finally they have stopped putting me in the cot to have a sleep. I hate going in the cot, it is a terrible, terrible place. Now Mummy waits until I am really really really tired and puts me on the bed with a bottle, and I just go to sleep. That is a much better arrangement (especially for me!).

Daddy says he doesn't know why we have a bloody cot anyway, because no one sleeps in the damn thing. If it upsets him that much maybe he could sleep in the cot.

That would be fine by me!