I had such a lot of fun being bad this morning. First up I kept rolling over while Mum was trying to change my nappy. Then I'd get up onto my knees and try to turn off the power switch that lead to the washing machine (which was on). After that I was playing with the playdough with Oskar and I kept sneaking bits into my mouth. I would have snuck them okay except that Oskar kept telling Mum, who kept telling me not to eat it and even cam and stuck her finger in my mouth. Oskar then stuck his finger in my mouth so I bit it.

Then we got in the sandpit where I threw a handful of sand. Mum told me not to so I glared at her and threw another handful. She pulled me straight out of the sandpit so I waited until she'd moved away, walked over, picked up and threw some more sand and then tried to close the top of the clam on Oskar's head. I got sent to bed after that effort where I slept for over two hours.

It's no wonder I'm a bit tetchy. I have a swollen, cut top lip from falling off the couch onto the coffee table yesterday - face first. Plus I've just got a top molar and have a great crevasse in my bottom gum where another tooth is forcing its way through. I think I'm allowed to be grumpy.