I'm a Talker!
Posted on 12 August 2010, 10:03 by Wriggle Pot
Me mum asked me how many words I thought I said per day – “One hundred thousand million twenty hundred thousand million twenty hundred twenty” I say.
Mum reckons I’m pretty close.
The Story of Mister looby-la-la-jimmy-jommy-joo
Posted on 27 June 2010, 01:59 by Wriggle Pot
My Daddy tells me I’m quite good at this storytelling business, so here is another one that I made up all by myself.
Once upon a time there was a Silly Dad. The Silly Dad went to the sister and said, “Hello Mister looby-la-la-dooby-bundy-jingo-bim-bap.”
Then the Silly Dad went to the brother and said, “Hello Mister jimby-jommy-woolly-wally-witchup-chip-chop.”
Then the Silly Dad went to the mother (that’s my Silly Mother Kimberley) and said, “Hello Mister lister-jippy-jobby-jim-jam-billy-boppity-boo.”
Then the Silly Dad went back to his house, then to another house, then the next house, then to every house and finally he got home.
The end.
A Story All About No-one
Posted on 25 June 2010, 01:35 by Wriggle Pot
Here is a story that I made up for my Daddy tonight when I was in the bath.
Once upon a time there was a girl called No-one. No-one went to school and said to her friend, “Hello, no-one!”
Her friend said, “I’m not no-one.”
Then No-one went to another friend and said, “Hello no-one!”
Her friend said, “I’m not no-one!”
No-one went to a teacher and said, “Hello No-one!”
Then she went to everyone in the whole world and said “Hello No-one!”
Then she said, “Poo poo, everybody!”
The end.
Self Style
Posted on 14 April 2010, 09:23 by Wriggle Pot
Do you like me coiffed style? I did it at creche, see, with a fellow nipper peep. I took advantage of the craft scissors and gave myself a trim. Me hair was getting in my eyes and I had had enough! Enough!
I quite like this photo cos the cut looks rather straight and puts me skills in a good light, but me mum says I hacked it. A hack job, I think she said. We had to go to the kids kutz to straighten it right up. But I have been getting compliments from the adults, the cool ones that is – they say it looks very stylish and french. Just watch this space for some more stylish self-expression.
My Portfolio
Posted on 29 March 2010, 01:05 by Wriggle Pot
I’m an arteest, I am. Daddy told me that to be a successful arteest, it’s important to draw every day, so that you get betterer and betterer.
But when you draw every day, you end up with a lot of drawings. So here they are: me portfolio of fairies, mermaids, mummies, daddies and babies.
Whacked Out
Posted on 10 February 2010, 13:25 by Wriggle Pot
Scout: Mum, you’re whackin’ out!
Mum: Well, you’re whackin’ out!
Scout: No, you’re whackin’ out!
Mum: Well….. I think you’re whackin’ out!
Scout: No mum, I know you’re whackin’ out…
Chicken Joke
Posted on 26 January 2010, 08:41 by Wriggle Pot
Q: How do you know when you’re a person chicken?
A: You just cross the road.
4-ra Old Birthday!
Posted on 25 January 2010, 15:56 by Wriggle Pot
I’m so 4. You can just see it can’t you? I had an Under the Sea theme, but it was really a mermaid theme – I am all about the mermaids, me!
I had 16 friends come to the soiree, plus a few extra little brother and sister peeps, and had an amazing cupcake cake that me mum made. And we had a fishing game and party food. And the mums had some sparkling, but I knew all about that little tip from me #2 party. Keeps ‘em happy. Those mums know how to party. But not as much as me, that’s big-girl Scout. Check that at the door cos it’s so right!
Swimming with Eels
Posted on 2 January 2010, 08:31 by Wriggle Pot
Was soooooooo hot on New Years. We went camping on Lake Eildon. I think it has eels in it, cos you say “Eeeldon”. Can you say “Eel”? Can you say “Don”? Yeah good! “Eeldon”! It was very dusty but it made me feel so groovy as you can surely see in me sweet moves.
On New Years Eve there was a big storm! I woke up in me tent but I wasn’t scared – I said “WOW! I get to see lightning – FINALLY!” Then I noticed a nipper peep (her name is called Mali) going head to toe with me on the airbed. I tried to turf her out but she wasn’t having none of it. Her tent got very wet in the storm so the whole family slept in our tent!
I think I went back to sleep again after that. A camp princess must get her beauty sleep you know, rain or not.
Pud and Poppets
Posted on 27 December 2009, 08:12 by Wriggle Pot
You have no idea how spoilt I was at Christmas – I got me a Dora Doll and lots of festive goodies. And the sugar rushes! Phew – I ran amok in Mount Gambier with all me family peeps. They couldn’t believe what a whirlwind I really was.
This is me, the Christmas Reindeer. I think mummydaddy accidentally popped some brandy in me pud!