So Mummy has a friend who is a ballet teacher. She came round last other week to catch up with Mummy. I could hear them planning something while they were drinking coffee, but when I asked Mummy what they were talking about, she told me to go, and play in the other room while the grown ups were talking.

I knew then she was up to something.

Today, while Mummy was changing my soggy bottom. She pulls out the pink nappies. Mummy knows how much I dislike the colour pink, but no matter how much I grump, and trash around. Mummy always has her own way, because as she keeps telling... Show more