It’s tough being small
Little sister has arrived
I’ve not been so well lately - Last Thursday I was happily in the playroom when I was sick all over the carpet. Looking down at the pavement pizza I had just created I realised something wasn’t quite right.
One good thing to come out of this has been that I get to spend more time sizing up my new little sister. I have to say she is OK. I have already laid down a few ground rules in relation to toys, books and access to mum & dad. I don’t think I’ll have to repeat myself too much on these matters as she listens to what I have to say and never says anything back!
So far so good!
Last Saturday was also a strange day for me as for the first time in 52years Doncaster Rovers played Leeds United. My dad always says that this wasn’t meant to happen. There are more Leeds United supporters in Doncaster than there are Doncaster Rovers supporters. It vexes me to see dad so tied up about these things - he does seem pre-occupied these days.
Never mind I’ve done my bit to take his mind of Donny vs Leeds - I’ve hidden his keys!
The World of Little Bill
I’m stuck with my dad - I may as well make the best of it. My mum’s ok but dad is a nutter!
To keep sane I like to play with my toys, carry out psychological warfare against dad ( sometimes mum) and eat. I suppose I am lucky - I do help myself to things from the fridge and I have a decent home. I am currently single and support Leeds United.
This part of my dad’s blog is an insight into the world of being two and how I cope. It is not that often that I get access to the web. I tried ordering a new MacBook pro but mum found where I’d hidden her switch card.
Vive La Revolution (dad would not be pleased if he heard that one).
