|My wellies on the right and my big brother M's boots on the left. |
Mummy says she will have to label them (she thinks she is funny!)
When I woke up this morning Mummy said "It's a Wellie's day today!"
I love my wellies. It has been snowing overnight.
This is only my 3rd year of snow and as it only happens for a few days each year here in England I am still learning all about it.
C (my big sister) wanted to know if it was enough to close school but it wasn't. Apparently we need only a few inches of snow and trains stop running, schools close, the shops run out of bread and milk, oh, and the council run out of salt.
The grown-ups getting very excited about the snow. For days before it comes that is all anyone can talk about. I hear things like
"it's too cold for snow",
"they talk of 3 or 4 inches of snow",
"it's snowing, it is settling?"
and "we better get extra bread and milk in".
When the snow does arrive it makes front pages of the papers and every news bulletin on the TV. We know it is snowing we can see it! The send news reporters out in the snow to show us the difference between Scottish snow, snow up North compared to our snow here in the East.
Look at this fab pic my sister C took last year in the snow. You can see the snowball Daddy is throwing at her!
So I got to wear my wellies today. Hurray! Even C put on a coat to go to school this morning. Mummy is always saying to C that she should wear more clothes or she will feel it when she is older and Mummy should know! Mummy wears more layers in the house than C does when she goes out. Mummy mumbles that it is something to do with not being cool to wear a coat, I say it is not cool but very cold not wearing a coat.
I am still poorly today. This upper respiratory virus (I know I can use big words but hey when you have had asthma as long as me you get used to it) is taking me a while to get over.
Mummy says she has her own seat at the doctor's surgery. I told Mummy before we went in to see the Doctor that I was hungry but for some reason she didn't have a tuna sandwich in her handbag! Mummy you need to be prepared.
Anyway, the Doctor was doing his usual checks when I get poorly and was listening to my chest with his stethoscope when he said
"I can hear your tummy rumbling",
to which I replied " I hungry, I need food."
Mummy didn't know where to look. I was only telling him the truth!