I've decided that having my own room is really, really nice. We've been in our new house for two weeks now and I love it here. I have a box of toys, a little couch and a rocking Eeyore in my room that I like to play with, but I really like it when Oskar plays with me in there too. I can look out my window to the front yard and see the birds pecking at the bird seed that Oskar and I leave out for them.

The front yard is great fun. I sit on the ground and play with the tan bark and swoosh my fingers in any mud caused by watering the plants. Out the back I like to sit on the concrete and draw with coloured chalk. When Mum hangs out the washing I take the bucket of pegs and try to make off with them, but failing that I tip them all on the ground and then slot them into the sprayer bottle one by one.

But the bad news is that I now have whatever Oskar has had over the last week. Yesterday I started feeling a bit hot and sore and I struggled to open my eyes. Today I've had two naps instead of one and have spent a lot of time cuddling Mum.

Mum's pretty pleased with me because I've started saying, 'Mummay'. Sometimes it comes out like, 'Mumnee'. I've been saying, 'Mama' for a while, but Mum seems to think 'Mummay' is better since she looks so happy whenever I say it. Today I also said, 'Are Go!' when Oskar, Dad and I were watching Thunderbirds. Dad was very impressed, so I wandered over to Mum repeating, 'Are Go! Are Go! Are Goo!' It's fun to make Mum and Dad laugh.