as much as i hate to admit it, mom was right. ugh. i hate when mom is right. isn't she ever wrong? sleeping to 7am is way better than getting up at 6am, which beats waking up at 5am any day. sleeping in my own bed all night by myself is loads better than sleeping with bed hogging snoring all the time blanket stealing mom. i'm doing really great sleeping by myself all night long. i do have some days when i get up a little early. like today, i was up a little after 6, but that's ok. last night i went to bed wicked early.
mom says that this week is half term. that means less kids in town when we are out buying groceries but also no classes for us to go to. except wed, we do have class wed but we have no class the wed after or the wed after that. half term is weird.
mom and i went out for our morning walk. she took me down to the cathedral. we haven't hung out there in ages. i walked around a bit. i said good morning to a kittie. ladeda. after we got our fresh air and exercise mom and i went to the food store for things we needed. on our way home mom dragged me into a thrift store. she bought a few things but i didn't see what.
oooooooh, i blacked out for boredom when mom was dragging me around some stores. i woke up at home and saw what mom bought- stuff for me. what a surprise i know. i've got a cool ass push and go thomas. you push the fat top hat wearing guy down and thomas shoots off across the floor. i got a thomas mouth organ- whatever that is, a piano you blow into i guess. and i got a wooden frog that clacks, we've played them in music class before. mom says, not a bad haul for £1.25.
i had a tough time waking up from my nap as the pictures show