today has not been a good day. this morning mom and i went out for our morning walk. it's tuesday. we don't have a class to go to so we usually hit the shops and see if there is anything cheap at the fruit/veg stand. it's a nice walk and we get to see lots of trucks and people doing their morning things. we checked the veg stand- nothing in the 50p rack so we went to the charity shops. i am really into charity shops at the moment. mom and i went into them all and i checked out the toys. nothing really said- buy me so we didn't get anything. that's fine. i have no problem leaving the store without a toy. mom and i went down to tesco for some bread and milk. when we left the store mom turned the corner to go home. i said-no. shops, shops. mom said that we were done with the shops for the day. shops, shops. no we're going home now, it's time to make lunch. since mom wouldn't let me do what i wanted, i screamed. i was still screaming by the train station so mom said- keep it up and there will be no shops for you until after christmas. when we got to the clocktower i was still screaming and mom said- no shops again until after christmas.
we got home and i stopped screaming. mom made me some lunch. i had peanut butter and jelly today, always good. mom and i watched cars. when cars was over mom said- time for a nap. i got all settled down in bed and mom left the room. as soon as she was gone i got out of bed and started messing around. i opened and closed the drawers for my dresser. i pulled all the books off my bookshelves. i threw my toys all over the room. mom came in and told me off several times and put me back in bed but i just got right back out and messed around some more. i never did take a nap today.
mom and i went out to the store for an emergency chocolate run. i haven't seen mom eat chocolate in like a month. we also emptied the bins. i jumped around in some garbage water, mom wasn't impressed.
mom and i just had a huge fight about dinner and treats. i ate most of my dinner, all by myself. mom said i was doing a great job, i hardly spilled any chicken casserole. there were still a couple of spoons when i decided to mess around and goof off. mom said if i ate one more spoon then i could be done, she put just a little bit on the spoon for me. instead of eating it i slapped it and sent the chicken casserole flying. mom excused me from the table and said- no treats. treats treats treats. i screamed at mom for a good 15min to give me treats but she ignored me. i'm going to get my blankie and go sulk.