I am really into playing shopkeeper -- and my shop is in Mummy's reading room. I fetch things and say 'there you go' and then the customers have to 'go and get on the bus' and go home. Daddy got a little bit overexcited today and bought me a proper cash register which even has a microphone on which he keeps saying "Spillage in aisle 9" ... he thinks it's very funny and apparently it reminds him of a Summer job he had in Sainsbury's when he kept getting into trouble with my Godfather Chris for messing about and their boss would squeak "What do I have to motivate you?" (he says he just couldn't be thrilled about stacking bog roll). I'm glad he likes me new toy.
Things got a bit hairy around here this week when I made Mummy cross by constantly throwing my trainset on the floor then telling Mummy she had to pick it all up. The naughty spot didn't work -- I had my building blocks confiscated for the day. Doesn't MammaLou know I'm practicing for my toddler exam ... we're SUPPOSED to kick-off you know.
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