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When I first started to be able to communicate that I wanted food, I ran riot rather: I’d ask for something then when it was peeled or opened I would like totally disdain it. So in order not to waste food we came up with a little system, Dad and me: I ask for something, a banana say: he then asks if I want to do the ‘nana dance’ or ‘the little dance’? and I do a few of my patented dance steps, and I get the banana or whatever. If I can’t be arsed to do the dance then I don’t want the food.

I’ve been turning the freezer off as it has a lighted button at eye-height should you happen to open the door (and be two foot tall of course) but I got caught today..

I am really into my pants: I put them on myself (on top of my nappy) today. Mum took my nap off for me, and (by virtue of foregoing all liquid intake) I managed to “stay dry” all morning.

My dog impersonating is at full pace as well, at the barest sniff of a dropped hat I am down on all fours panting furiously and licking any skin I can reach.

I pooed in my potty today! It’s easier than weeing in many ways: a wee comes without volition, but a poo needs a bit of a push which makes it more controllable. I try and force myself to wee, but it doesn’t come no matter how hard I strain.

We went to the Level scootering this afternoon and I refused to wear a nappy, so I spent most of the time with wet pants and legs..

I had my second MMR today, you’ll recall when I had my first one I got all long-winded and delirious: today I said “OwW” when the first jab went in, then I got a little bag of chocolate stars and when the second one went in I said “..owmm”

I have some Thomas pants and some Fireman Sam pants and I think they’re great: my original pottying turned out to be more of a proof-of-concept than anything else, although I did wee in it again today. Yesterday I was trying to wee by lying across the toilet but it was too late..

We went to Preston Park on Saturday to scooter and the playground, and someone let their child take my new football which I got only five days before. Boo! A bit of a surprise to me as Preston Park’s clientele is rather posher than some of our other hangouts, but seemingly morality is in an inverse square relationship with prosperity.

To make up for it we went to Saunders park (next to Shabitat – isn’t that Wolfie Smith in the picture?) which offers a different experience: we used to call it Ghost Park because therewas never anyone in it, but there were a good half dozen in the playground yesterday, along with two big dogs which was fun as well.

I always stroke cats and pat dogs. When we were at the party at the weekend I tried to feed Yazz (H&C’s cat) crisps until she nipped my fingers, which was a right old shock as our cat Millie wouldn’t bite you if you bit her first.  I like playing doggie, too, panting and licking like a spittle factory.

I also like playing monsters, so this picture reminds me of two of my favourite things!

Saturday was a busy day: we went to George’s party, which was in a little play-centre just across the road from his house, which was stuffed with toys and had it’s own little softplay area, and had a great time. Then it was off to the Travelodge to see my cousin Katie who was down in Brighton to celebrate her 21st birthday: we romped round the hotel room having great fun jumping on her partner James until we had to leave: we were going up to London for Uncle Harry’s birthday, our third one of the day!We were pyjamad for the journey, and expected to sleep when we got there: Daisy did sleep, but my party detector was frankly pulsating with huge levels of party activity, so no wy I was going to sleep, and eventually Pee and Emm gave in and I was allowed to join in and so I stayed up until four o’clock dancing, eating, high-fiving all the guests, playing football with Cava corks and trying to steal the limelight from Uncle Harry’s traditional birthday dance and breakdancing expo (I had a go at breakdancing too). Daisy got up around three or so while we were inflating the mattress and we all played “Bundle” for a while until we all went to bed. We came back yesterday evening, and I slept in until 9.30 this morning! Still tired though.

I weed in my potty this morning, twice! We’ve been playing “Dolly needs a wee” so I knew what to do: I missed the first time, but my aim got better with practise.

I’ve installed the iPhone plugin for you lucky people and we’ve uploaded our Christmas holiday photos with a bunch of others from December as well.