Charlie woke bright and early as is normal for Saturday and put his request in for breakfast - a lollipop (his new obsession since he sampled his first one earlier this week; despite me repeatedly telling him he would be at least 20 before he got the opportunity to do so) and a cheese string. He ended up with a banana and a hot cross bun - and chose to eat the latter with a stilton spoon.
At some point he noticed a cut on my arm and gave it a 'kiss better' as I always do with his various injuries - he then said that it was okay now as he had 'eaten the hurt'. An interesting concept.
We are now attempting to potty train yet again (there's a lollipop up for grabs) and he is walking round the house in a pair of 'Lightening McQueen' pants and a Liverpool sweat band.
Quick update - forget the pants - and the lollipop...
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