It's my Birthday

Well, it was last week.  I'm five now.  Look I got a badge an' everything, Bean found me a lovely pink ribbon.

Five years old - wow. That makes me a big girl, ready for school the Mother Bean says.  Not sure about that I work all day already so when would I fit it in?

I got lovely pressies too and both in my favourite colour.  One's an Okopus and the other is a Squirtle (well, that's what its label says).  I really don't which is better so they take turns.
Finnegan has tried to steal the Squirtle back but I've taken them beyond the gate so he can't - much, he does pick-mouth as I bring them back to show them off.

It's my Birthday!

Today I am ONE!!!!

I like birthday's.

I got a soft football, two pairs of socks of my very own and a purple softie that might be a cat or could be a dog but what ever it's called 'Purple Thing', it's got beads in it and it's brill for throwing around. The ball's good for that too and for pulling out the stuffing which is squishy and wiry, strange but nice.


Sorry about the long break, I have been keeping my blog, but just not finding time to post it online. I'll get Bean to post it somewhere and give you a link.