I've had a fun week. I'm feeling much better; in fact I was feeling better a day after taking the icky white stuff that tasted of strawberries, so I don't know why I had to take it all week. I soon learnt that protesting wasn't worth it because Mum squirted it down my throat anyway, so I just sucked it from the tube. Or maybe I got better when I passed the infection over to Oskar...

I so love playing in the music box. I pull out an instrument, play it a bit, put it aside and pick up the next instrument. I put the mouth organ to my mouth and blow on it, I tap the xylophone with a stick, I bang the clave together, I tap the castanets, and I shake the maracas. And I love to whack the drum with whatever I can grab.

In the box there is also a bracelet, a necklace and a scarf. I love to put them all on. The scarf is lots of fun; I put it over my head and giggle, waiting for Mum or Dad to peer underneath it. I wrap it around my neck and walk around flapping it behind me. It feels very lovely.

Oskar and I have been playing a funny game. He says, 'Jazzie say, "Mum-mum"', and I say, 'Mum-mum'. Then he says, 'Jazzie say, "Mummy"', and I shake my head back and forth and giggle. We do it over and over again! We both end up laughing; I love funny games with my brother.