Expressing Myself

Yesterday's corner time: 18 Minutes.

Not one of my better days. However, my law studies are benefiting nicely from all this corner time.

The day didn’t start too well when Mum caught me standing on the lounge window sill, weeing out into the front garden.

I don't really understand. Apparently, it's alright for me to wee in the garden when I'm out there playing but not if I'm standing in the lounge? I think my parents make these rules up as they go along.

In the afternoon, I was feeling creative but was in trouble again after I coloured in Baby Becca. She was wearing a striped sleep suit which I thought would look nicer if the white bits were shaded in. This also gave me an excellent opportunity to break in my new set of felt-tip pens.

Unfortunately, I didn’t stop there. I also added quite a lot of colour to Becca's face, hands and legs. For the second time in a day, Mum did a double take when she walked through the lounge.

Mum has added Becca to the long list of things that I'm not allowed to draw on. So far it includes: all walls, doors, floors, furniture and Grandad John when he's sleeping.

So much for being able to exercise my artistic side. However, I'm assuming Grandad John is fair game if he's awake.

Matthew.

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