mom caught me eating a page out of one of my books today and took the wad of paper out of my mouth. retched mom, spoils all my fun.
it was the usual kind of english day. it was dank and grey with rain falling from the sky. mom said if we walked inbetween the drops we would only get half as wet. some days i get the feeling my mom is a little weird. we waited until the rain stopped before we ventured out. now where is a boy to run around if everything is wet?
mom took me to dinky's, whooo-hooo. we had the place to ourselves for ages before a little girl showed up to play. i had so much fun. i tried to get the girl to chase me but she was busy being fussy. when i screach and turn around in cirles that means chase me, come on now. i think there is a language barrier between boys and girls. it didn't matter, i had a ball pit all to myself. i actually got in and played with all the balls. it was like chasing bubbles in the bathtub.
playing at dinky's was the best part of my day. the rest was just so boring. i stood at my window and watched the rain fall. i made a huge mess with my toys. i tried to eat a few books. i curled up with blankie and watched malcolm in the middle. mom assures me that yes indeed she is the boss of me and it's true, life is unfair. she did share a jaffa cake with me for snack so that was pretty cool.