After a bit of a false start last week (ie mummy and daddy couldn’t be bothered), mummy decided today was the day for big boy pants and I decided I really wanted those sweeties and new cars. We waited a long while for anything to happen but then there was no stopping me (or rather my requests for stories while I sat on my throne). Apart from making use of a pullup on a trip to Tesco I’ve hit the potty every time and I even tried out sitting on the toilet after my bath tonight.

Mummy said we needed to go to Tecso to stock up because there are millions of people and ships coming to town this weekend. We saw one pirate ship on the sea on our way home as well as a few mad people parked on Seaton front in the £10 a go car park!) Hopefully its not too busy because mummy has finally talked daddy into doing their car boot on Sunday – it was meant to be for spending money for a our trip to Brighton, my trip to Banbury and Mummy and daddy’s trip to London, but it looks like the washing machine has broken again so we really need to sell lots… eeek