Dear Diary,
No, no, no... dang, too late. Oh dear, they caught me walking. The proof is this photo, so I have had to come clean. At least now I can wander about as I like.
I am 60 weeks---Dad likes to say "1.15 years"---and I am getting quite good at entertaining myself. (Except I make a point of harrassing Mum when she is using the computer.) This place is pretty good for that, lots of rooms with stuff in them, and they can't watch me in all of them at once. I can hop onto my train and zoom over to my castle all by myself, and play with the toys there, if I feel like it, now.
Pity the garden is awash. Maybe I could get them to buy me a boat.
Watch out, uncle Warwick, zoom zoom!
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