Getting dressed is always fun. M helps me. Otherwise it would be a problem. I would have to wear my PJs all day.
I begin by lying on my back. I get nappied. I sit up. If I can, I go for a little run. Just for exercise. Unless M grabs me first. If she misses me, I race away. She jogs after me. We both get exercise.
Once I am caught we choose my clothes. There aren't many. I wear what is clean and close to where I am. Or cleanish and closeish. Once we have chosen I stand up, turn round and reverse. I park myself on M's knee. She dresses me. When I have my vest on I need another run. If it's my second run of the day M usually stops me. If it is my first run I usually make it to the door.
Once I'm caught again, I reverse back into position. If I am wearing my jeans I always look inside. Just to check no-one is there.
I like my trousers with turn-ups best. They are good for carrying sand. I have some dresses. They are very pretty. I wear them for special events. Like fashion shows. I like my spotted tops. But I don't have many. Time for a trip to the spotted top shop.
Sunday, 24 June 2007
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