Mum pointed out the moon in the sky tonight. I looked at it because I like the moon and I showed it to Felix. He likes the moon too. Then I had some ideas about the moon which I told to Mum and Dad and Felix:

If you could hold on to a kite you could go high up in the sky, very very high, and then pick up the moon and put it into a bag. Then a bird could go fly, fly, fly up high and if it had hands it could take the moon or if it couldn’t reach the moon it could go to a moon shop where there would be lots of cheaper moons.

Mum and Dad listened very carefully to my story. I think they liked it. Felix didn’t listen though, he just pointed at the moon and said “moon! moon!” But that’s OK because he’s only little.

I know lots of words so sometimes I like to make up new words to make it more interesting. One of my favourite words is puk. I use it all the time like when Mum asks if I would like a banana and I say “No banana thanks, just puk”. Or “it’s not bath time, it’s puk.” Last night I stayed up very late and Dad said “Oh my goodness, it’s so late! It’s twenty past eight!” But I told him not to worry: “No Dad, it’s only twenty past puk.”

The other day dad tried to talk to me about ice hockey. But I didn’t know what he was talking about. That happens a lot. Maybe it’s just puk.

I got up this morning and Dad took me to the toilet and then asked if he could help me get dressed. But I told him I didn’t need any help.

I can do so many clever things! Put on my shirt by myself; all kinds of stuff!

Then I got dressed all by myself.

This morning I was playing in my room with Dad and I made up a song. It goes like this.

Birds in the water
Go sing and fly
All of the water
Comes out

I made up a tune as well. I also started to made up some more words about pulling out the plug to make the water come out and all of the birds falling down out of the sky. I was singing this song a lot to Dad and I think he liked it. So I taught him to sing it too. He’s a good singer just like me.

Today I was out playing under a tree and there were lots of funny-looking things on the ground that had fallen off the tree. They were like dry leaves except they were shaped like long thin sausages. I like sausages. So I asked Dad what they were but he didn’t know. So I told him.

These are pinkies and punkies.

Dad smiled because he likes to know what things are called. I gathered up some pinkies and punkies and gave them to him.

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Sometimes it’s nice to have a little talk. Mum and Dad do it all the time and so I like to do it too. Last night Dad said it was time to go to bed. But I didn’t want to, so I told him.

Not bedtime. Just sit down and have a little talk with Dad.

Then I sat in a chair and looked at Dad and smiled and said:

Hello, Daddy!

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Dad calls me “you” when he talks to me. He says things like “how are you today?” So I call myself “you” when I talk as well. “Felix is smiling at you” I say. But Dad tells me that I really mean “Felix is smiling at me“. So I say “Felix is smiling at me.” And then Dad says, “That’s right — Felix is smiling at you.”

I think Dad gets confused sometimes.

Last night was very very noisy. There were a lot of loud firecrackers going BANG! all night long. I told Dad:

Jay a bit scared of fireworks!

I was sitting in the living room reading my bedtime story with Dad and I heard the microwave go beep to tell me that my milk was warmed up. But I was too scared to go into the kitchen because of the noisy fireworks. I had long talks with Mum and Dad about the noises and how scary they are. But Mum and Dad said that the fireworks were all right. So after Dad got my milk for me I got brave and went to bed and went to sleep.

I had to be brave anyway because Felix is much smaller than me and he wasn’t scared.

This morning I was bouncing up and down and Dad said I was bouncing because I am a young boy. But I told him:

Not young boy. Just Jay. J-A-Y. Two years old.

I thought I should remind Dad who I am and also remind him of some other things about me. He gets confused sometimes.

Two nights ago I was asleep and funny things were happening and there was a spider web. I was scared and cried and Dad came in to see me. I told him that I was hurt with the spider web. He gave me a hug and tucked me into bed again and I went back to sleep. He said maybe I was having a nightmare.

Then last night I was sleeping when Felix woke up and cried in the middle of the night. He woke me up too and Dad came in and tucked us both back in and we went back to sleep. But then my pyjamas went all funny and I cried for Dad to come back. I told him that my pyjama pants were running away. He checked them for me and said they were OK. Then I felt all right and I went back to sleep. This must have been another nightmare.

When Felix wakes up in the night and cries, sometimes I say It’s all right Felix to him and he calms down and stops crying. Maybe Felix has nightmares too and that’s why he wakes up. Poor Felix.