I've been wanting Mum to write in my journal, but she keeps knitting. So I came up with a good way to stop that habit, at least when I'm around. As soon as I spy her knitting, I walk straight over and grab the end of the closest knitting needle. The first time I did it I'd yanked it quite a way before she grabbed it. She then muttered and mumbled as she picked up the dropped stitches. I've only needed to do it a few times since then, although I haven't been able to pull the needle as far before she's caught it. Another tactic is to grab the ball of yarn that's hanging around on the floor. She hasn't knitted around me for the last few days...think I might have won.

I've been trying to say some words that I hear Mum and Dad say. My name now comes out like, 'Wawa Wawa', and I can say the name of Oskar's teddy, 'Bobo'. I love to take my book of the week to Daddy and say, 'Peas, peas, peas' as I hold it out to him - this week I'm reading Yoyo's Numbers. I also like to pick up the phone, press the blue button, hold it to my ear and say, 'Oh'.

I love to be around Daddy and get very upset when he leaves. I hold out my arms to him and wail, then lie face down on the floor and kick my legs and cry as he goes out the door. I really want Mum close by too though. I spent most of playgroup today clinging to her legs when I wasn't in her arms. When we go out and I'm in the stroller, I get terribly upset if she strays more than a metre or so away from me. I hold out my arms and cry until she picks me up and cuddles me. Then I rest my head on her chest and enjoy the snuggle.