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Training Log Archive: Edmund

In the 30 days ending Nov 30, 2012:

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  Mess!1 5:00
  Waiting1 1
  Bounce Bounce Bounce1 1
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Wednesday Nov 28, 2012 #

Waiting (Alby) 1 [3]

This morning the orange men came in the orange truck and carried lots of boxes around while I was eating my breakfast. It was pretty exciting and mum has been talking about going to Alby to live with Dad and Monny and AuntieJane and UncleMarkle and Ebby and Xavy and Babyben. And Tiki the dog.
So I went and gave georgia a cuddle and we went off in the car. We stopped at the coffee cat and I fell down the ramp and cried and cried. Then I cried some more because I had dropped my meerkat and mum had to crawl around for 10 min in the rain looking for it because it had fallen through the ramp.
We got back in the car and mum said "we're going to daycare" which was not the plan at all. We are supposed to be going to Alby! So I shouted Alby! Alby! but she didn't understand. At daycare I had a proper sook because it was not Alby, but then Sarah came and I gave her a present that Mum and I had made and everything was alright.
I hope there are not too many more false alarms, because I am really looking forward to Alby.

Friday Nov 23, 2012 #

Bounce Bounce Bounce 1 [5]

Life is so much fun now that I can say lots of stuff! I can tell Dadad what I did at daycare and I can tell Georgia what to do and I can even tell Mum what I want, instead of just squeaking ineffectually. Although, I've discovered that sometimes, even when I can tell mum what I want, she doesn't give it to me! Even with that winning smile that I perfected on granny and my most sincere "peeeease mum?". This was totally unexpected and a bit upsetting, for a while. I think I will move in with Rara over the road, who melts instantly with a bit of "moricecream peeeeease Rara? Thanks? Peeease Rara? Boooooberries?"

Anyway Dad is a bit slow too and mum has to help him understand, even when I answer his questions perfectly normally.

D "What did you do today Edmund?"
E "Cow!"
D "Did you see a cow?"
E "Pay-do"
D "Did you make a cow out of play dough?"
E "Babbit"
D "Did you see a rabbit?"
E "Oink. Georgia silly. Painting!!"
D "?"
E "Eeeeeeeee! Bub-bol wrap! Pop! Pop!"
D "?"
E "Demund's nose!"
D "?......... Home! home home home!"
E "Wheeeee! Homhomhomhomhom! Silly Dad."

It is fun talking to Dad. Tonight we talked to Dad and Ganny and GANDAD on the pooter. GANDAD is funny!

Dad has been in Alby. Alby is where things go when they are not here. Like breakfast cereal and my blue chair and thomas train and the cat. They are all in Alby, in the blue car with Dad and I miss them a lot.

Dad misses things too, things that are in Espence like his track pump and the adoration of the local council and his last vestiges of bike fitness. Oh and Mum, or at least her cooking.

Mum says that in 9 days we will be in Alby too, after we see the big orange moving truck.




Sunday Nov 11, 2012 #

6 PM

Mess! (carpet shenannigans) 5:00 [5]

Mum and I are moving to Albany to live with Dadad and Molly in 3 weeks, and today mum started talking about carpet cleaners. I think she wants to get rid of all my year-old vomit stains and slightly more recent crayon decorations as well as her own "do two laps of the carpet with a blob of bike chain goober on your foot" effort.
You need to get your money's worth out of carpet cleaners though, so I took advantage of the momentary space between nappy-off and hop-in-bath and ran away.
I did a big poo on the expensive turkish rug, said "eeeeee MESS! POO!" and when mum came running I quickly trod in it and then did two laps of the lounge room. Mum, to her credit, was very calm. She put me somewhere tiled and picked up a sponge, so I said "wheeeee!" because it was a brilliant game, and ran two laps of the hallway as well.
It was a stroke of genius really, because I got to spend half an hour longer in the bath than usual and then half an hour in front of the tee-bee while mum scrubbed one million little circles of poo off the pale green carpets.
I was really proud of mum, she stayed cheerful through the whole thing. But I think that beneath the surface something was bubbling irritatedly because when I spilled my milk this afternoon she very nearly lost her cool.
I am looking forward to living with dad and molly again, and I think mum is too. apart from anything else, after dad makes me run up and down sand hills I don't have any energy left for doing poo art at bath time.

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