Dagis days are happy days. This morning was odd. Greta suddenly wanted daddy to take her to dagis and off we went without a single scream or tear! It was very odd, but luckily I still got to sit on daddy's shoulders. On the way home I got to pick leaves from the trees as I was so high up. It was fun and Greta picked some leaves too. Daddy cooked again tonight and this time he succeeded. Tonight I went to the shops with mummy and we bought some milk and some marmalade for our toast at the weekend. I have breakfast at dagis during the week and don't allow anyone to eat marmalade when I can't eat some too.
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
Happy days
Dagis days are happy days. This morning was odd. Greta suddenly wanted daddy to take her to dagis and off we went without a single scream or tear! It was very odd, but luckily I still got to sit on daddy's shoulders. On the way home I got to pick leaves from the trees as I was so high up. It was fun and Greta picked some leaves too. Daddy cooked again tonight and this time he succeeded. Tonight I went to the shops with mummy and we bought some milk and some marmalade for our toast at the weekend. I have breakfast at dagis during the week and don't allow anyone to eat marmalade when I can't eat some too.
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