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!
Want Barbie
Posted on 20 December 2009, 08:55 by Wriggle Pot
Scout: Mum, can I have a Barbie for Christmas?
Mum: Not this Christmas sweetie, you’re too young. Maybe when you’re 6 or 7.
Scout: What about when I’m 4?
Mum: What about when you’re 6 or 7.
Scout: Mum, that would be a great idea! What about when I’m 10?
Mum: I’m OK with 10…
Santa (again)
Posted on 16 December 2009, 08:46 by Wriggle Pot
Mummy took me to see a Helper Santa today at her work. It was hot and I met a little friend, Brookie who was smaller than me and she followed me around and did everything I did. It was like looking in a mirror! Only smaller.
Then I had to see that big red dude with da belly who was just a bit grumpy. I had to have me mummy sit with me but that Brookie, she just marched up and sat with Santa. Wo. Now Brookie things I’m “shy”. “Shy”???? Are you kidding me? I’ll show that little nipper peep all about the Scout! Later. Right now I gotta go cool off.
Mini Maestros Concert
Posted on 4 December 2009, 09:54 by Wriggle Pot
Don't skip the ads!
Posted on 22 November 2009, 08:51 by Wriggle Pot
Did you know that in the ads they show really cool brand stuff? I never knew! I used to ask mummydaddy to “skip the ads please!” but not anymore, no sirreee. They show DORA in the ads! They show “DIEGO” in the ads. And…and… and “BARBIE” in the ads. And to think I shouted out all the time to skip the ads! Sheesh. What’s wrong with the Wrigglepot?
3.5 year checkup
Posted on 13 November 2009, 07:08 by Wriggle Pot
I went to me 3.5 year checkup at the nursie’s today. She had me jumping through hoops that nurse! Well, not really, although I did show her the highest jump in the whole wide world!
She tested me on colours and numbers and counting and tested my eyes. But then she truly stumped me. She had a book that had a couple of those mouse-things and I couldn’t remember me the word for more than one mouse. So I say “Squeakies”? in me shyest voice so I can get points for cute. Ha! I scored through the roof on that geiger-counter, me!