Dear Diary,
I had a party for my fourth birthday. OK,
so I am only 3.95 years old but let's work to two significant figures.
You can see my friends and Mum and Teddy in the photo. We made pizzas, pinned the tail on the donkey, whacked pinata and so forth, then we had a chocolate cake and got down to the presents... not a bad afternoon at all.
Dad and I are reading the Hobbit at the moment. It's cool.
The Lord of the Eagles just saved Gandalf from the Wargs and
Goblins.
It is easy to imagine this book, Mum and Dad showed me
what The Shire and Gandalf and Hobbits look like on a DVD,
but that story is too scary for me.
I think Dad might be a bit too picky about the
Physics
(or perhaps just a bit too bloody obsessive), but we both
like it a lot, just the same.
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