Playtime

Today my friend Rosie came to play in the garden. Her mum had a new camera: because we are so nice to look at [try to ignore my snot and tear-streaked face], she practised taking our photos, and Bertha's too. As well as that we've been swimming and to the park on our bike. Mummit is a wreck. She foolishly went for a run while I wisely had a 3 hour sleep.

Almost watering the flowers with my elephant friend.

Look at my tum.

Face.

Bigger face.

 This is my friend Rosie. She is clapping and saying "I did it" although none of us were sure what she did.

Helping her find the treasure.

I LOVE this lorry. To make people feel better about buying plastic tat, it says 'UNICEF' on the side so we can do our bit by playing at distributing aid. But as it came from Oxfam that's sort of OK.

 This cheap ball was the best thing to come out of the Euros.

 Mummit looks silly on that chair.

 Bwaaaaaack bwaaack, hello Bertha.