Mummy had been asking me on and off for a few weeks if I want to be one and told me if she had a baby in her tummy I would have to walk instead of being lazy.
Just the walking part makes me not want to be a big sister but apparently I get to push a pram and pretend I'm a Mummy.
It sounds like fun but in reality, I'm not daft and know some of my school friends have little brothers and sisters and complain they are noisy, annoying and dribble all over their stuff.
I don't like the sound of that and truthfully when we play Mummy's and Daddy's, I'd rather put my feet up and watch Rugrats.
Which is an epic show I must tell say. Mummy said she watched it when she was younger as there was no Peppa Pig when she was growing up (honestly, a world without Peppa Pig?! I would be devastated!!)
Mummy took me shopping today and asked me to pick some things I liked. I picked this.....
Some bloke walked past and him and Mummy laughed so I threw it back and turned my attention to this...
I don't know who 'Matilda' is but I like books so asked Mummy if I could have it.
She practically screamed the shop down and said:
"Look at the price!!!"
I am just about learning to recognise numbers so I don't know how much £49.00 is and I don't care because I want this on my bed. She better buy it.
Talking of numbers it's my birthday the week after next and I'm telling any one who will listen that I am going to be 5.
Mummy says telling the taxi driver, the lady behind the till at Morrisons and the guy who was sat next to us in Mc Donald's earlier is unnecessary, however I feel it is important and everyone should know.
I'm off to decorate my Halloween gingerbread bats now and make a mess for Mummy.
See ya!
Xoxo
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