Training Log Archive: Edmund

All my favourite orienteering uncles came over for dinner tonight (except uncle tRicky, who doesn't like us any more). I did heaps of squirming and showed off my floor-eating trick. Also my quilt-eating and toy-eating and hand-eating tricks, and I had a dribble on Uncle Juffy.
I was just starting to get really excited and high pitched when Mum put me to bed. Shame, I was working myself up to get quite screamy but instead ended up sleeping ALL NIGHT! With only ONE meal!

C • You are special 4

Sorry, can't talk. Chewing on designer Country Road toy bunny. Yumyumyumyum. Mmm.

I got my leg twisted inside my pj's tongiht, and I told mum, so many times, that I was really uncomfortable but she kept just making me go back to sleep. Every half hour all night I woke her up to ask her to untwist my leg but it was 4am before she worked out what I was saying.
Stupid Mum. She is so hard to communicate with sometimes. And she had the gall to complain about not getting enough sleep! Later in the morning we both had a big long sleep to make up for it. I hope Mum uses her brain next time.

I thought I'd take a leaf out of Molly's book and try eating a mouse on the floor in the loungeroom. Mine is not all gibletty and full of goo like her mice, it is a blue fluffy one and this morning I discovered it has a lovely nose that is shaped exactly like a nipple. Now I REALLY don't need Mum any more.