Mummy has gone to the shops. Daddy and me are watching cartoons on the
television. We like to watch the cartoons. When mummy gets back we will
be having a birthday tea. My birthday tea. The cake is on the table with
eight candles, and a picture of Tigger is on the icing. I love Tigger,
he's so funny. Daddy explained to me why mummy had been grumpy, he told
me that it wasn't my fault, and that I shouldn't worry. I can't wait to
open my presents, they are all wrapped up and waiting in the dining-room. I was going to have a party with lots of my friends coming round but
mummy told me that I had been a bad girl so I should be glad that I was
having a birthday at all. I had a bad dream last night, and I think I was
screaming which was probably why mummy and daddy woke up. Daddy came
into my room and sang a song about Jack and Jill, but mummy stopped him.
I think I screamed again and mummy stopped me. Mummy seems much happier
now. Me and daddy just watch cartoons.
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