Mr Bigglesworth

There is a reason why I haven't been in touch over the last few days. The reason is Mr Bigglesworth. Mr Bigglesworth is a brown, smelly teddy that Twin 1 has been sent home from school with. He came with a book in which you are supposed to write down what Mr Bigglesworth does every day. Other mothers have set the standard for the diary, and the standard is high. Most of them have lost of photos and creative doodles, and, well, here's an extract from Mr Bigglesworth's week with Isabella. This is what Isabella (age four) told her Mum to write in the diary:...I understand that meeting and saying goodbye is a way of life, but most important is keeping in touch. Remember the good times spend together. We learn that lets make new friends, more friends, be friendly to all, go green and make this world a better place to live in. Always, Isabella. Hmmm. Do you think she really said that?
Anyway, should really get on and write more faithfully reported verbatim comments from my four-year-old in Mr Bigglesworth's diary.