Mum took us down to the farm the other day to see Granny Margaret. We had a great time after lunch climbing up the stockyard gates, feeding the horses and blowing fairies all around the paddocks. I particularly liked yelling at the cows to get them to come closer but funnily enough they went the other way instead. George had a great time too pretending to be an important sheepdog, chasing imaginary rabbits but mmmmm...rolling in real poo. Mummy not that impressed but still loves him all the same.

It was Amy's birthday on Easter Friday ... she is now a big 3 year old. She had a big party and lots of her friends arrived and played dressups, played in the sandpit, while i hooned up and down the drive with the big boys in my car, and we ate lots of yummy things that mummy and Nana had made, and then we sang happy birthday to amy and she blew out 3 yellow candles on a big beautiful butterfly cake. Then we ate some more and then i shared a bath with lots of girls and then Daddy and i watched the rugby and then amy went to bed and then i went to bed too. Amy received lots of wonderful prezzies and Mum took a photo of all her new things so she might remember them all when she is 13. She has even let me use her new pens and pink clay and we have spent the last 2 days happily playing together on some cool puzzles and reading some new books.