i was hanging out playing with my toys and mom was snuggled down on the couch under her blankies. i popped up and said- playgroup? playgroup today? mom was all- why yes, we can go to playgroup today, let's get dressed. whoooo-hooo. so mom and i got ready and hit the road. i talked about playgroup the whole way there. playgroup, playgroup, play group. play. group. playgroup. mom dragged me to tescos to buy stupid bread. wrong way! wrong way! i want to go to playgroup, please. finally we got there. i went racing in while mom hung up our coats. it wasn't so busy today. i managed to get a big red car. i love driving the big red cars. i practiced my backup driving and parking. when i was done with the car i played with the trains. then i played with the music instruments, there was a whole box of drums and triangles and cymbals and bells. it was just like music class. at snack time i had a cookie and an apple slice. i played for a few more minutes before mom came over and told me it was time to go. NOOOOOOOOO! she said we had to go do other stuff, playgroup doesn't last all day. blah blah blah. i started screaming and crying hysterically. i collapsed on the floor and wailed. mom carried me into the hallway and put my jacket on while i continued screaming. mom said if i didn't knock it off, calm down and generally stop with the nonsense i would never set foot in playgroup again. i quickly stopped with the tears. mom and i left. i asked for my juicy. mom gave me the cup and i noticed the juicy was mostly gone. no juicy left, no juicy left. mom said it wasn't a big deal there was plenty of juicy. mom said we could visit the shops i like and stop off at the veg stand. i continued to cry about the lack of juicy in my cup. mom was all- when we left the house the juicy cup was full, you drank most of it already. there is still plenty of juicy in there, plenty to keep you busy until we get home. if the crying does not stop there will be no shops, we will just go straight home. JUICY! and that was it. mom turned us around and straight home is where we went. i cried all the way home about going to the shops. i want to go to the shops, i want to go to the shops. we got home and mom stripped off my outside clothes, changed my pee pants and put me in bed. i squeezed blueberry tight and sobbed until i fell asleep. some days you just can't win.
i slept for a real long time and when i got up, i felt much better about life. mom and i hung out and watched spongebob. dad is home right now and mom told him all about my whiny pants day and how i slept for over 3hrs. dad was all- i'm not surprised, he was tossing and turning most of the night and didn't sleep well. dad gave me big hugs and pointed out mr moon. my god he's huge! mr moon is so big and bright. i am still very much afraid of him and told mr moon to clear off.