Daddy went to Africa today. Mummy showed me where it was on a globe light in a shop. It's about 5 cm away. No problem there. So why is it taking him nearly a day to get there? Beats me.

I've got a new electric train that goes on my old wooden track and lights up and makes great train noises. It goes backwards and forwards. Mum also got a giant paddling pool. On Friday Jastyne came round - she's a little girl my age from the garderie - and mum put the slide in the pool so we slid into the water and made lots of noise. As usual.

Mum was away in Geneva las week, writing things for a forum. I'm not sure what she was writing or what a forum is but it was a bummer that she stayed away so when she came back on Wednesday night I gave her loads of kisses and cuddles.

Dad says on Tuesday night I was eating an ice cream in my sleep. My hand was going backwards and forwards and when it was forwards, my tongue darted out for an imaginary lick. Mum and dad seemed to find this very funny and I laughed a bit but not as much as them.

Hello again. A lot has happened since I last wrote. I visited a dentist for the first time - dad's friend Jostyn - and he said my teeth were nice and clean but they were growing all wonky because of my dummy habit. I went home with daddy and gathered all the dummies together from cars, under beds and other secret places, and ceremoniously snipped the end off each one and threw them away.

That night I banged my head and cried and needed a dummy (which I call dumbo) and there were none to be found. I asked mum to dig them out of the bin and stick them together again but she said she had already taken them to the tip. I think this was the most upset I have ever been. How could I be comforted without my beloved dumbos. No help in sight. I wailed with the misery and desperation of it all.

That was some weeks ago. Since then, I've got used to being without my dumbos and never mention them.

Yesterday daddy and I built the tallest lego tower in the history of mankind. It was as tall as a man. We went to visit the Chateau de Chillon near Montreux on Sunday and we got these neat ipods to listen to. Every time you went in a new room the ipod played music and a lady talked a lot. I didn't really know what she was going on about but the music was ok and there were some good weapons on show and interesting little nooks and crannies to tuck myself into and lots of stairs to climb. But I didn't see any ghosts.

There are monsters in our house. Mummy says she hoovers them up but I believe they are under the bed. In my dream I remembered visiting a special play room with a big electric train in it in the blue school at the end of our road. As I was only about three when we went there, this is proof that children's memories begin when they're about three.

Tonight I made up a really good song about blowing off and biting mummy's nose off (but it grew back again in the song so no harm done) and mummy laughed a lot and said I was funny.

I can now get completely dressed on my own and go to the toilet on my own. I can feed myself and help with chores around the house, especially if it has anything to do with hoovering up monsters. On Saturday I helped mummy mow the lawn by marching next to her with my toy lawn mower as she cut the grass with her big electric mower. Between us we did a good job.Daddy took me swimming at the thermal baths in Yverdon on Saturday and I swam half way across the pool on the surface of the water with no arm bands. Or was it one arm band. I'll have to ask daddy again.

I am mostly good but was naughty on Sunday and kept running away and doing things I was told not to do. When this happens, television privileges are often revoked. On Sunday I had to sit on a 'naughty stair'.

Every night I have a bath with mummy before we go to bed and we play diver guy and rescue helicopter. Mummy's tummy is called the belly button island and the divers sometimes have barbecues on the belly button, where the fire is located. The rescue helicopter has a long rope with a hook on it so we can save little people who fall out of their boats into the turbulant waters of our bath.

Daddy is away in Stans again, working with the army. We miss him. He is trying to get fit ahead of our big holiday in July. We are driving to Croatia, where we will stay for one week. We'll stop on the way in Milan and Venice. And when we come home again we have overnight stays in Slovenia, a place near Venice, and two places near the lakes of Garda and Maggiore. I do not have to get fit for our holiday as mummy says I am a wriggly worm and am never still for more than a minute unless I am watching a very good movie so I burn up lots of energy all the time.

Mummy has been to the hairdressers and now has a dome shaped hairdo like an alien so we call her dome head. I think she won't be going back to that hairdressers. Today she slipped over on a steep hill. She had to meet the lady she was supposed to interview all covered with dirt. Her lip was also cracked and bleeding because of a cold sore and she looked like she had been beaten up, But I always tell her she is beautiful. I learnt that from daddy, who is very clever. I have a special 'sweet' face that I put on to make mummy cuddle me more. She falls for it every time although daddy says my 'sweet' face makes me look weird and that my normal face is much sweeter. What does he know about charming women. Well, quite a lot actually!

I still go to the garderie every morning and my best friends are Romain, Lionel, Leando and Mael. I also play with Merle, who lives in Bern, and Jastyn, who lives in Corcelle. She is silly and funny like me and we had a play date last Friday. We went to the 'bouncy castle' (Laura Park) but she was a bit scared of the big slides and was not as bouncy and climby as me.

Last week we went skiing with our new au pair Liina in Schwarzsee but she had forgotten how to ski so had a few difficulties. The snow was a bit lumpy - not smooth - and sometimes very slushy so it wasn't that great. But mummy said I was good and brave. She says I'm a good little skier.

Liina has very blue eyes and short blonde hair. She is very nice and mummy likes her very much and I do too. She likes heavy metal music and Formula One motor racing.

Daddy's been away for ages now and I miss him. He's in Sri Lanka. Mummy took me skiing last weekend in Moléson. We went up the mountain in a funny railway. It was quite steep so mummy had to carry me a bit. Then there were t-bar lifts so mummy had to crouch down and hold the handle as the T-bar was under my bum. She said she was worn out after doing this a couple of times so we went home at lunch time.

Yesterday morning mummy was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and I brought her a nice glass of red wine, which iI poured out for her myself without spilling a drop. She laughed but did not drink it for some reason.

I came into her bedroom this morning and she asked me to give her a cuddle. I told her in no uncertain terms, "Look, I'm not here for kissing and cuddling. I'm here to play". That sorted her out. Mustn't have her getting the wrong idea.

Here I am again!

We were skiing for whole week last week - it was great. I can now snow plough and go up big button-lifts on my own. I fell over a few times, but the snow is soft and I am not. Mum was teaching me - she is a very good skier and patient too. Elina also learnt to do a little bit too. Dad apparently has a terrible style , but he is quite fast - I like fast and kept zooming downhill! hahahaha!

I have a new DVD called Dora the Explorer and I watched it in English, French, Portuguese and Dutch and enjoyed all versions. Auntie Lori, Uncle Ed and Zanny came to visit and we had a good time.

Mum bought me a small bob-sleigh toy and dad made a track in the snow for it and we had races (dad takes it all very seriously) and I won - hurrah!

It was a very good week, but I was glad to get back to my own bed. That's all for now.

I am four years old. It is my Birthday and I am now a big boy. I have been issued with a big green tractor that I can pedal around and help in the garden with - it is great! I have been given loads of things - I have not really recovered from Christmas yet and am still grading my gifts from then!

Mum baked m a carrot cake to take to the garderie to share with my friends. It was nice except for the carrot taste. The other chldren scoffed it up and had crumbs and icing stuff all over their faces! hahaha!

It is sunny and dad says that he arranged it especially .......mmmm?

Thank you to everyone for the lovely things that you thoughtfully sent to me - I love everything, but especially knowing that you care.

xx