Hi Everyone!I'm a whole year older since we last met here, and my life's (and my brain's) full on! I'm getting a serious handle on how things work, who's related to who and how things are with the world.
When we have the moon, the Queen in England has the sun. When people die they either get put into a box or in a hole as tall as Daddy. But, if they're an animal, a hawk will eat them for breakfast, lunch and pudding. But if a hawk doesn't see them though, 'actually' they'll turn into dirt.
You're not allowed to say 'eh' at the end of your words, you're not allowed lollypops or icecream for breakfast and you're only allowed juice in the weekends. If I eat so much, then 'oh my gosh, look at my tummy - there's a baby in there'! If my Mum doesn't answer me, I stop saying Mum and call out 'Joanna' or 'Aunty Jo'!
When we have the moon, the Queen in England has the sun. When people die they either get put into a box or in a hole as tall as Daddy. But, if they're an animal, a hawk will eat them for breakfast, lunch and pudding. But if a hawk doesn't see them though, 'actually' they'll turn into dirt.
You're not allowed to say 'eh' at the end of your words, you're not allowed lollypops or icecream for breakfast and you're only allowed juice in the weekends. If I eat so much, then 'oh my gosh, look at my tummy - there's a baby in there'! If my Mum doesn't answer me, I stop saying Mum and call out 'Joanna' or 'Aunty Jo'!
If someone leaves their house to go to another one, I wonder who will burn their old house down. If Mummy burns herself again even more than before, that's okay, because I'll just get another Mummy - probably buy one. After our new house is built, when will it burn down again? The fireman run out of water to save our house so the policeman should tell them off (so she thinks...re the latter, says Mum!). You know policemen right? Well, they should take people's keys off them if they drive too fast - like the motorbike man who drive past daycare all the time.
My favourite things in life are my apple skirt and purple jersey (in the picture here), my Hannah Montana preschool bag, baby dolls (they're only allowed to sleep - never get up and play) and my brown top. Also, noodles, honey on cruskets, jelly, strings (shoe lace lolly), new potatoes with lashings of butter, meat and frozen yoghurt.
My job is to look after Jakob, set the table and put the sandpit toys away. And hey - I have my own garden and we've just planted carrots and radishes in the shapes of K for Katelyn and 3 because I'm 3. I'll be 5 soon though - after 4 and then I'll be going to school eh? OOps sorry - that's right, I'm not allowed to say eh! Oh my gosh. Not God. Not oh my God. God loves gosh. By the way, I say grace now too and here's what I like to say: 'Thank you Jesus for our food, thank you for our Nana and our Grandads, Mum and Dad and Jakob and Katelyn and thank you for the sofa and the chairs and...amen!'
My favourite things in life are my apple skirt and purple jersey (in the picture here), my Hannah Montana preschool bag, baby dolls (they're only allowed to sleep - never get up and play) and my brown top. Also, noodles, honey on cruskets, jelly, strings (shoe lace lolly), new potatoes with lashings of butter, meat and frozen yoghurt.
My job is to look after Jakob, set the table and put the sandpit toys away. And hey - I have my own garden and we've just planted carrots and radishes in the shapes of K for Katelyn and 3 because I'm 3. I'll be 5 soon though - after 4 and then I'll be going to school eh? OOps sorry - that's right, I'm not allowed to say eh! Oh my gosh. Not God. Not oh my God. God loves gosh. By the way, I say grace now too and here's what I like to say: 'Thank you Jesus for our food, thank you for our Nana and our Grandads, Mum and Dad and Jakob and Katelyn and thank you for the sofa and the chairs and...amen!'
Okay, that's me! I'm hanging out for Christmas (and Dad's hanging out for the end of 'Mo-vember'...he's growing a mostache and both he and Mum don't like it! But, he's supporting the game some men are playing right now. He even got into Mum's mascara and made his mo black and made a big one-eye-brow! I think mum's hidden the mascara now). LOL!
See you, next year probably!
Bye! Love Katelyn.
xxx
PS: See Jakob's blog too: http://jakobgibson.blogspot.com/
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