Giraffe

I got a giraffe for Easter. Not a real one but a toy one. It is a Littlest Pet Shop pet. It is very cute. I have loads of Littlest Pet Shop pets but more is always welcome. Not all of them have names because it is impossible to name them all. I did not have a giraffe before. Mum is very good at knowing which Littlest Pet Shop pets I don't have and which ones I would like.

I saw a real giraffe at the zoo. It was very big. My giraffe is very small compared to a real one but can you imagine trying to play with something that big? I got a girl Littlest Pet Shop doll for Christmas. She is very pretty. I don't think she will be sleeping with the giraffe cuddled up close. That is the cat's job. The giraffe will fit in with my seal because they both live in the zoo. I love Littlest Pet Shop pets. I am glad that I have so many.   

                

Favourite

My  favourite things...

My favourite food: Chocolate

My favourite dinner: Toad-in-the-hole.

My favourite pudding: Chocolate mousse and trifle.

My favourite colours: White and pink

My favourite toys: Pollys and Lego

My favourite place: Home and my bed  

My favourite pet: Cat

My favourite animal: Monkey

My favourite flower: Roses and daisies

My favourite flavour of ice-cream: Chocolate

My favourite movie: Lots!  One of them is Brave.

My favourite book: Lots including The Penderwicks and The Dragon Whisperer

My favourite thing to do: Read and write
   

Emily

I really enjoyed the first "Emily Windsnap" book.  Auntie Rosemary sent it all the way from England for us. Mum read the book out loud to me and Sophie. I listened intently as Mum read the adventure. It had a pretty picture of a mermaid's tail on the front of the cover.

Imogen had read all the Emily books from the library and she knew which shelves they were on. Soon we had Mum reading us the other two Emily books. I was upset we had finished all the Emily books and I had nothing to read. I looked up at the shelf and decided I would have to read the first Emily book again.

Then one day Mum decided it was again time to go to the library. Sophie came over to me and she was waving the fourth Emily book! I was squealing with excitement. "Sophie," I whispered, "lets get Mum to read this book to us."

But the days passed and Mum didn't read the Emily book to us. It would need taking back to library soon unread. What a calamity! "Mum, Mum you've got to read us "Emily and the Midnight Sun"!

So Mum started to read the book. I was so excited I could hardly keep still. Mum finished the chapter and started to put the bookmark in the book.

"Mum can't you read just a little bit more," Sophie and I cried. Mum smiled and continued reading. "Mum, just one more chapter," I said, giving her my puppy eyes. So Mum continued reading. After about three more chapters Mum put down the book. "Please Mum, just a tiniest bit more," I wailed.

"No," said Mum, "if I read much more I will go croaky. It is time for coffee."

"I don't drink coffee," I complained as I went off to put the kettle on.

I soon decided to try drawing mermaids instead of listening about mermaids, and found that it is not as hard as it looks. My sketch book is now full of mermaids.  

                                               

Doodles

I didn't ever think of drawing flowers and patterning them till Imogen started doodling. She would drew flower after flower and decorate them with patterns. Sometimes the flowers overlapped sometimes they were next to one another.

Mum really liked the doodles and decided to try. Mum could do really nice ones and soon Sophie was doing it.

I decided to have a go but I didn't have a clue how and I wasn't patient enough to draw all the flowers with patterns and colour them in.

Mum found a doodling site and one day we were sitting round the table. "Could we have a craft day today please?" I asked.

 "If you want," replied Mum.

 So we all arrived in the family room after washing the lunch dishes.

"Sophie and Gemma-Rose do you want to learn how to doodle?" asked Mum.

" Yes please!" we both said.

Mum showed us the doodling site and we watched a movie on how to doodle. It showed us a few simple patterns. We did every pattern and soon we had a page full of pattern lines. We also did butterflies and it showed us how to do the sun and water in doodle style.

I love doodling. It is such a simple way to draw lovely pictures.

               

Callum's Cars

Callum has three cars. They are all old.. The one he got first is a Commodore-wagon. It is pinky red and he replaced one of the doors, so one door is now white. 

He also has a green Kingswood. It doesn't have any air conditioning except a fan. The Kingswood has the strangest seat belts which you have to hang up. 

Mum wasn't sure when Callum decided to bring an old manual Kingswood ute home. I like the ute's wooden steering wheel. 

Callum loves his cars. "You have to sell one of them," said Dad. "Three cars is too many."

Callum is trying to fix the ute. It has something wrong with the brakes and it only has fifteen small holes in the passenger's side. Callum also said that there isn't much rust. I don't believe him. "Is that Victorian plumbing in the back?" asked Charlotte. "Why don't you sell the ute in parts?" suggested Dad. 

But Callum has decided to sell the Commodore.                                

Babies

I love babies. I was a fat baby, always crying and sitting on people. I would sit in Duncan's arms while he walked me up and down trying to make me sleep.

When I did fall asleep it would be day time and on somebody's lap. When it was night time I started to cry so Mum had to wake up and comfort me. I am the baby of family so I don't know what it is like having a baby brother or sister.

One of my friends has loads of younger sisters. I got to hold her baby brother. It was rather like holding a baby doll except this one wriggled. I don't think he liked me.

I think it is good to be the youngest because if I had a baby brother or sister they would grow up and I wouldn't be able to carry them. I think having a baby sister or brother would be hard work. I think I must have been hard work.

              
I like being the baby of the family.

Angelica

Angelica is my guinea pig. She is about seven years old which is very old for a guinea pig.

We bought another guinea pig at the same time. That guinea pig's name was Pia.

Angelica

We already had two guinea pigs at home. Their names were Scarlatti and Hercules. They were more black then orange, not like Pia and Angelica.

Scarlatti was Sophie's favourite guinea pig.

One day Sophie and I are sitting on our beds before going outside. Duncan suddenly bursts open the door.

"What is it?" I ask.

"It's Hercules," says Duncan. "He died last night."

I burst into tears and run out of the room to Mum.

me and Angelica

Another time we are giving all the guinea pigs a cuddle except for Hercules (because he is dead). I am holding Scarlatti.

"The guinea pig is very quiet. Is he ok?" I ask.

"Yes!" says Sophie confidently. "He is just settling down."

I'm not so sure but I decide to believe her.

We take Scarlatti and Pia back to their cages and close the doors.

 I skip off to the house with Sophie to get Angelica.

When we come back I look down at Scarlatti and cry. "Sophie, he has not moved."

Sophie thrusts Angelica into the cage and grabs Scarlatti. Together we run into the house.

"Dad! Dad!" we shout. "Scarlatti is not moving."

 Dad picks up Scarlatti.  "I think he is dead," says Dad.

Sophie and I start crying in unison. Mum gives us a cuddle and tries to comfort us.

Duncan moves Pia and Angelica to the now empty boy guinea pigs' cage because it is a safer cage.

Angelica in her cage

Pia died while Mum was doing our hair and Charlotte had been feeding the guinea pigs and had found Pia dead.

I was strong and didn't cry.

Angelica in the sun

So now we only have Angelica who didn't really notice that Pia was gone except that there was more food. She is now the fattest guinea pig ever.