so much to say, so little time
Goodness, it has been a while. With Daddy home I don't quite have the time or the inclination to write: remember Daddy, I write this diary for you. Parents are trying to get rid of me again. I visit Louisa two mornings a week and started going to Children's Centre one morning a week last week. I actually like Louisa a lot, and Children's Cenre is fun, but I do mind not having parents around. Actually, I psyched myself right out about being at Louisa's and got into panic the last two times. Goodness knows what the parents are doing while I'm not there to keep an eye on them! I was really concerened and I CRIED, so Louisa called MummyDaddy to come and get me. Stressful times, I tell you. Apart from that I'm spending time looking after Dolly, Teddy and The Little Dog Fido: they need their nappies changed a lot and to go to bed. Also cooking and improving my vocabulary (learned the word 'crummy' from Louisa today: Mummy laughed - sounds like a good word to drop into a conversation). Mummy remodelled my room from a cot-and-bed-and-dressing table nothingness to a place where a person can spend some time: I've got a table (with a vase of flowers), an armchair, a nice, springy mattress with a pillow and blankie, and a bed, of course (Queen size, I don't believe in anything smaller) with a bedside table with a real LIGHT on it that I can switch on and off. Yea! Now I need an alarm clock and I'll be set. Catherine
- posted by Izabela @ 5/30/2005 10:00:00 PM