I need a ladder...

...to go to the Moon. That's what I told Dad this evening when he picked me up from Papanan's house.

In the car on the way home I tried to sing along to 'The Grand Old Duke of York'. I'm starting to learn that I have to ask nicely if I want music on in the car. I said "Please have music on, please". I normally say "I want music on !" I'm getty quite fussy with the nursery rhymes though. I'll say "I no like this one!" and Dad will skip to the next one.