It's Mouse!

I am very very bored being stuck at home. My Mum managed to get out today to go to a meeting in Glasgow, and when she came home she brought me a new friend - it's Mouse from the Gruffalo! Of course, then I started asking where my Gruffalo was, but no matter. Since he came into my possession I haven't let Mouse go. I gave him a ride on the Rocking Dinosaur and took him to bed with me. I got Dad to read his story, and it was a very interactive experience.

When I hurt myself, or see anyone else hurt themselves, I say "kiss it better". I am so fond of doing this, that today I gave Dad a playful slap just so that I could then kiss it better. Apparently, that's not the point.