I’ve seen lots of my friend Maya this week because her Mummy brought her to my school to play with me.  Wasn’t that nice?  Maybe she’ll move schools and be at my school all the time.  We also went to the park the other afternoon after school and work.  I really love the park and my favourite thing is the big slide.  I climb right to the top, swing on the bar and slide down at warp speed.  Mummy always looks really pale when I’m doing all this but its fine, I’m good at stuff like this!  So is Maya, I like to copy her a lot as she is good at climbing and swinging.  There are no swings at this park which is both odd and stupid.   My friend Jacob had his last birthday party at the park, with a big bouncy castle.  It was ace!

After we’d played for a bit, we went down to the beach and played in the sand and on the amphitheatre they have there (isn’t that a cool word – amphitheatre.  I have absolutely no idea what it means).  Anyway, we just climbed up and down the big stone steps.  I had some goldfish (the biscuits, not the actual fish, durr!) in a bag and I shared them with Maya.  I’m nice like that.  Mummy only had to threaten to take them off me once.  The waves at the beach were really high and crashing into the rocks, making big splashes.  Luckily I didn’t get wet.  Hopefully we’ll get to go to the park this weekend too.

We made Easter cards and eggs at school this week – my egg was blue and purple and made my hands blue and purple too.  I didn’t eat it (it wasn’t made of chocolate).  Then the nice teachers there gave me a chicken (not a real one) that opened up and there was a stamp inside it!  I love stamps, I like to stamp loads of things and make them bright and colourful.  I even like to stamp my forehead sometimes.  Chickens go “pok pok”, did you know.  And roosters (boy chickens) say “COCKADOODLEDO!”  How noisy.  We have chickens at school and indeed all over the place.  They run wild around this island, it’s very odd.  You can always tell tourists because they are inevitably following the chicken around with their cameras, looking amazed and taking photos.  For us ex-pats, the novelty wears off pretty quick and once you’ve seen one chicken trying to gain access to the police station, you’ve seen them all.

Mummy was very happy today as a parcel arrived from Auntie Christina!  It had stuff in it for me too and I was excited.  Auntie Christina sent me a very cool Barney magazine (I didn’t know such things existed!) and some sweeties.  I ate some milk bottles.  Thank you very much, Auntie Christina, for the sweeties and magazine!  I hope you like your Easter egg we sent and lots of kisses to Baby Lachlan.  Mummy has already read the magazine Auntie Christina sent her (twice, actually) but heroically restrained herself from eating any of the sweets.  Her willpower knows no bounds.   And also Sue (our neighbour, remember?) gave Mummy and Daddy each a Wispa bar!  Good times, people, good times.

Daddy put me to bed tonight because Mummy was off having her hair done.  She just gets it washed, blow dried and straightened so it’s long and pretty.  Daddy says it’s a waste of money because “we have water, shampoo and a hairdryer in the house!” but Mummy just says “you don’t understand” and off she goes.  She says because she has to wash her hair at the evil gym it’s always a bedraggled mess so she deserves a treat.  Getting your hair done doesn’t sound like a treat to me but to each their own and all that.

Talking of the evil gym, Mummy was amused today because she said the instructor had on tight, demin cut-off shorts and this made her laugh.  I heard her tell Daddy it was distracting.  I am not sure what she meant.  She said she enjoyed her workout because there was a lot of punching and kicking and Daddy replied “oh dear” and looked worried.  Poor Mummy has had a sore back and legs so I kissed them better for her.  I would offer her one of my Dora plasters but I have to draw the line somewhere. 

I prefer it when Mummy puts me to bed rather than Daddy as Mummy is better at the whole routine.  Daddy forgets to sing me songs out of the book (that part is highly important) and doesn’t leave gaps for me to fill in the words either even though I know al the nursery rhymes off by heart.  Tonight he only sang me three songs before I got fed up and told him to go away.  He was getting it all wrong so I put us both out of my misery.  Luckily I heard Mummy come in and shouted to her to come upstairs and sing me some songs, which she obligingly did.  She sang seven songs, all out of the book, and remembered to leave gaps for me to sing too.  Then we had a little chat about the weekend’s plans and I went to sleep after that.  Usually I don’t go to sleep straightaway, I prefer to read some books (Mummy leaves the light on for me but I know she sneaks in when I’m sleeping and turns it off again) and make up stories or sing more songs then I have a good sleep.  I think I will dream about the Jelly Babies Auntie Christina sent… Bite off their heads!