Correction

Hi All,

It has come to my attention that I made an error in yesterday's blog post.

I said that I was a 4 year old when in fact I am only 3.

This seems like a strange error for me to make and I apologise unreservedly for it. Why would I say I am 4 when I am only 3? Strange. Also a terrible mistake to make as this would mean that I have missed my 4th birthday and the associated presents. That would not be good.

I love the idea of presents at the moment. Mum and I went shopping the other day and I asked mum whether she could take me to Target. She said there wasn't one at that shopping centre but there was Kmart and Big W. I said Big W would be OK. Mum asked me why I wanted to go and I told her that I wanted to show her all the things I wanted for my birthday. So mum took me to Big W and I pointed out anything and everything that looked remotely like a toy and told her that I wanted it for my birthday. I hope she was taking mental notes because she certainly wasn't writing anything down.

So again, I apologise for saying I was 4 when I am in fact 3. You will certainly know when I am 4 because I will tell you all about it (and about the many presents that I will receive).

That's all for now,
Roman

Terrible news

Hi All,

I have some terrible news. It happened a couple of weeks ago but it's taken me this long to be able to tell you about it. It is truly shocking so please be prepared (you may even want to make sure you are sitting down).

Mum and Dad announced to me a couple of weeks ago that I would only be able to watch the tv, or use the computer and ipad on the weekend. Shocking, I know. Unbelievable, actually. Crazy.

They said that because I would rather do those things than do kid things like play and read and create we needed to rebalance and the best way to do that was go cold turkey. I know that you are thinking that my parents are incredibly mean and totally unfair. To be honest, I agree. What is better than hopping in a basket and watching playschool?



I don't know...

So I've had to start making my own fun:

• Like taking all my teddies, getting my cd player and rockin' out to music
• Building cities out of my craft things
• Playing lots of board games

• Looking at mum's masterchef magazines
• Having quiet time doing puzzle books and activity books
• Helping mum do the cooking

I know what you're thinking - what kind of life is that for a 4 year old? I think for the moment I'm going to have to humour mum and dad (although my favourite question at the moment is, "Is it the weekend?"). The funny thing is often I get to the weekend and I have so much fun that I forget to ask to watch the tv and play on the ipad. I'm really going to have to work on that.

If you see my mum and dad, please could you tell them they are being unreasonable? Thank you in advance.

That's all for now,
Roman

Sunday afternoon

Hi all,

What do you do on a Sunday afternoon?

Well, today mum and I made a city with craft things.



We made bridges and tunnels, ponds and electricity poles, parks, swings, roads and stop signs. Lots of good stuff.

I really don't have anything amusing to say about this because there is nothing funny about building a city. City planners must be dull folk.

That's all for now,
Roman

My Friend

Hi All,

Today I got a visit from a long lost friend.

I haven't seen her for a long time and I have missed her.



This is me and Phoebe! Phoebe is very patient with me. She lets me show her lots of things that are very important to me but probably very boring to her.

I would also like to tell you something about me that you may not know.

I love, love, love board games.

I've got monopoly, trivial pursuit, balderdash, cranium plus other games that don't have boards but are still very good like pass the pigs, dominoes and uno. I love them. I could play them all day long. If you come to my house I'll probably ask you to play one with me.


That's all for now,
Roman

Sorry

Hi All,

Sorry.


It has come to my attention that I have been missed.

That some of my lovely friends out there have missed hearing about my life.

I am sorry.

I am glad to know that your life is enriched by my life. I am glad that you miss me. That makes me feel special.

I will tell you a story so that you won't miss me any more. It goes like this.

I was jumping on the trampoline the other day. Jumping, jumping. When I did a jump that did not quite work properly. I started crying very hard. Mum and dad asked me what happened. I was too upset to tell them.

Mum: Did you hurt your head?
Me: No
Dad: Did you land funny on your hands?
Me: No
Mum: Did you land funny on your legs?
Me: Yes

Later, however mum questioned me some more. That is when I demonstrated on the bed the action that had hurt me on the trampoline. Mum laughed and told me I had done "the splits". Mum then informed me that I had actually hurt my groin. I did not know that I had a groin but it turns out I do and that I can hurt it by landing on the trampoline doing the splits. Ouch.

That is all for now but I will try and write again soon so you don't miss me too much.
Roman