I have a brother

Mommy went to the hospital this week to have my brother. His name is Nathan. He is very small. Mommy had a big tummy that was very sore. Now that Nathan isn't in her tummy anymore, her tummy isn't sore anymore. I hope this means she can play with me more.

This afternoon I decided to play Mommy. I put Leo under my shirt, to pretend he was in my tummy. Then I walked around saying "Ooooh, my back is sore; my tummy is sore. I have to go to hospital." I lay down on the carpet, pulled Leo from under my shirt and said to Mommy, "Look, Leo's been born!" Mommy thought I was very funny. She thought I was so funny that at supper she told Daddy, Oupa and Ouma all about it. They also laughed - Daddy nearly fell off his chair. Daddy said I made a good joke. I don't think I was funny. I was just PRETENDING.

Just like Mommy

Last night I was eating my supper in front of the TV... or rather, I wasn't eating. I was watching 'Lady and the Tramp', which is my current favourite movie. It was the scary bit where the nasty rat is trying to bite Tramp, while he tries to protect the baby. I was too entranced to eat.

Mommy and Daddy tried nagging me to eat, then switching the TV off, but nothing worked. So Mommy decided to stand between me and the TV, so I could hear it, but not see it. I tried to peer around her, but she kept moving. I got very annoyed. But I suppose it worked, because unless I ate, Mommy would stand between me and the TV.

A few minutes later, it was Mommy's turn to eat. She joined me in the lounge, and ate while we both watched TV. When I noticed she was eating, I immediately jumped up and went and stood in front of the TV with my arms stretched out. "No, Mommy. No TV unless you eat ALL your supper up." I don't understand why Mommy and Daddy found that so funny...

Terrors and teenagers

This morning I woke up from a nightmare screaming. There was this horrible DINOSAUR and he GOT me and he started to EAT me!!!!! I cried for ages after Daddy and Mommmy came to save me.

Yesterday we went to visit Granny, and I had a lovely time lazing around the garden on Granny's lounger. The weather was lovely and sunny so I took my book outside and was lying reading it on the lounger. [She's nearly three going on 13! Ed] Then Mommy brought me some chips and juice. After I had eaten my snack, I turned the lounger over and made it a little house, and played in the house for ages..... nearly the entire rugby match!

Army up my sleevey

When I cough, Mommy used to tell me to cough into my hand. Then my teacher told her not to. Instead, Mommy now tells me to cough into my sleeve. Usually, I put my elbow up to my mouth and cough into my sleeve. Today, just to be funny, when Mommy told me to cough into my sleeve, I poked my mouth down inside my sleeve... like my arm! Mommy and Daddy nearly had an accident (in the car as we were driving) they laughed so hard! I like making them laugh!

Daddy's cold

Daddy was lying on the couch tonight, feeling very sick. He was shivering, so I asked if he was OK, and he said he was cold. So I went to ask Mommy to help me get a blanket. She thought I was cold, so she brought me one of my little blankets. I asked her to put it on Daddy instead.

Daddy was still cold, so I asked Mommy for another blanket for him, so then she went to get a big blanket. I asked her to put it on Daddy, which she did. But Daddy was still cold, so then I went and got all our coats that were hanging on the backs of the dining room chairs and I put them on Daddy. But he was still cold, so then I took everything I could find to put on Daddy - our shoes, DVDs, books, the TV remotes, everything off the coffee table.... Mommy came into the room again, and when she saw what I was doing she just wanted to hug me, but she didn't understand that I couldn't stop because I was BUSY HELPING DADDY cos he was cold.

So then Mommy went to get ANOTHER big blanket [actually, a double duvet this time, Ed]. Before she could put that on Daddy, she had to take off all the other things I'd put on. Because I'd gone out of the room to find more stuff to put on Daddy to help him feel warm, I wasn't there when she started taking things off. When I came back into the room, she was taking all these things off Daddy, and I got cross because - didn't she realise? - Daddy was getting COLDER!! But she wasn't listening to me, so I got even more frustrated, and so I sat down and cried.

But then Mommy gave me a cuddle and explained why she had taken everything off Daddy, and once she'd put the duvet on, I got to help her put the jackets back on Daddy's feet. And then I felt better. Poor Daddy. He's very cold tonight!