What a day . . .

This morning we went into town early. Our first stop was to Chipmunks. Within about five minutes of arriving there I walked past a table, banged into it my head and then, while screaming because that really really hurt, I turned to walk away and slip on the floor and ended up flat on my back. That wasn't a very pleasant experience.

The rest of my time there was fine, I played with my Grandad. I found lots and lots of little balls and put them back where they were supposed to go. I also went down the really big slide. Excellent, that was lots of fun.

Next we went to Burger King for lunch. I was very very tired by then. It looks ages to get served, I was in a foul mood by the time we got our lunch. Then when we sat down I lost the plot entirely. I screamed and cried and threw things on the floor. Gracie went out in sympathy and did the same thing. She howled and cried and made a big fuss. The other people in the Burger King were staring and muttering. Mummy and Grandad were very patient. Mummy sat me on her knee and rubbed my back until I fell asleep.

I don't think we are going back to Burger King anymore.

The good news is I did get to go to Kindy in the afternoon. Nice.