Today is April Fool’s Day.  I’m not sure what that means yet but Mummy didn’t seem too happy about it.  Firstly she got into work and her computer’s mouse (why does her computer have a mouse?) wasn’t working.  Turned out a colleague had stuck a piece of paper over the sensor underneath the mouse.  Mummy was not a happy bunny because she was “not in the mood for this kind of stuff”.  Oh dear.  Then this afternoon Daddy played a joke and phoned Mummy at work pretending to be a reporter asking for a quote.  Mummy’s work is in the papers just now for being tax dodgers.  Sorry, for working in a tax haven.  It’s big news just now but Mummy promises there’s no money stuffed in boxes in the basement.  Anyway, Daddy freaked Mummy out as she thought reporters had her phone number but it was only a joke.  However, she still wasn’t amused.  I think she’s just grumpy because her legs hurt so much from going to the gym.  She said she’s hit the pain barrier.  I offered to kiss her better but she didn’t seem impressed and just asked for more tablets.  Wimp.

 

Seriously, what can be so bad about the gym that she has to moan and cry like this?  Daddy had to take me to nursery this morning because Mummy couldn’t carry me.  Mummy keeps threatening Daddy and saying he’ll have to go too and then he can see what all the fuss is about.  She still hasn’t finished her book club book either.  Slacker! 

 

Mummy was telling Daddy about the Mustard Seed Children today.  Apparently they are little children, some the same age as me (and I’m two and a half, by the way) who don’t have Mummies and Daddies and live in a big house all together in Jamaica.  They had a fire and their house burnt down L which sounds very sad.  Mummy said that she was going to have a clear out because the children needed things and I’ve got loads of old clothes that don’t fit me anymore.  We took some stuff to a nice lady who is organising sending it all to Jamaica for the children.  I put in some of my books too.  I have plenty and I don't need them all plus it’s good to share.  Lots of other people on the island have done the same, which is really nice.  I hope the children have fun wearing my stuff and reading my books. 

 

I was telling Mummy how Cameron threw sand at me today.  Mummy said “what did you do?” (because she always tells me to tell a teacher if someone else hits me or throws sand at me) and I replied with “I hit him.”  Mummy made a very odd noise, hard to tell what it was exactly but she said “don’t hit!”  She’s always saying that.  Boring!  A girl’s gotta stand up for herself, right?

 

Today I wore light pink leggings with dark pink spots and a pink and grey striped t-shirt.  I had two ponytails (I wanted three but Mummy cheated me out of one) and had pink bobbles in them.  Pink is cool!