Daddy has been away for ages now in Africa and mummy says he is coming back in a week but that might as well be a month as I am not sure what a week is.

I am very tired because I keep getting up at around 5.30 or 6, so mummy put me to bed at 7.15 tonight and I missed my favorite TV show 'Charlie and Lola' , which was tragic. Today I met my friend Jastyn at the Lora Park and I kept forgetting we were supposed to be doing stuff together, and ran off on my own to the opposite end of the park. Mummy had to keep reminding me to try to stay with her but she was scared of doing all the normal stuf I do and I begin to wonder what it is exactly that girls are made of!

While pretending to spend a long time going to the toilet, I filled the nearlly empty soap dispenser with water so that the soap was watered down but the bottle was full up. Mummy did not welcome this with the enthusiasm I had expected. I also stuffed lots of things in the plug hole, like tissue paper, a bit of bark I found on the floor and other small things that were in the bin. These all fitted into the plug hole very nicely but mummy did not discover my dam making until after I had gone to bed, and then had to fish it all back out again as the water couldn't drain away any more.

Tomorrow we are going to make flowers out of clay and make them hard in the microwave. We also have some nice coloured paper to make pictures as it is more fun sticking stuff on paper than drawing on it.

I am going through a phase of talking a lot about people dying, and am very fascinated by women's bosoms. The phase of talking about poo poo all the time has now almost passed. I have agreed with mum that we no longer have to tell poo poo stories when I actually go for a poo, although I will miss the tales about poos in space, poos going on balloon rides and going surfing.