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My vocabulary has increased a lot recently. Here is a list of words that I can say:

1 = Italian for the fruit orange
2 = CBeebies, a television channel by the BBC for the very small.
3 = Italian for poo. I also use this word for nappies
4 = Chair can also mean ‘I’m hungry, put me in my highchair’
5 = General purpose pointing word – very useful!

Animal noises:

Mind you, I understand a lot more than just this. My parents have discovered that if I am in the right mood, I will get things when asked, especially if they are books or toys.

Hydrophobia

I'm not very keen on water. Or perhaps more specifically I am not very keen on being in water apart from my bath. An example: when my family had a barbeque with Ellen's family Mamma filled my paddling pool with water. Ellen jumped in and started splashing around. When Mamma put me in the water... Oh dear.

My parents rationalised my reaction as follows:

• After the great success of my swimming lessons last year where I cried and cried until my parents decided that they couldn't stand the stress of me being so upset (mission accomplished!), perhaps I had developed a mild case of Hydrophobia. This is probably not the case (see below) since I love bath time!
• Even if the weather was very hot, the water was very, very cold.
• Water doesn't belong in my paddling pool - plastic balls should live there. Why would you want to put water in a ball pit? Duh.
• Like with most things in my life, I am happiest when I decide what happens. My parents think they have learnt the subtle trick of making me think that I am in control when in fact they are. I didn't want to go in the water-filled paddling pool at that particular moment in time so putting me in there was a big mistake. If my parents had allowed me time to decide that the water wasn't so bad after all, perhaps I would have gone in without complaint. But only if there was a 'Z' in the month and there were a couple of pigs in flight above our house.

My parents have started exposing me to bodies of water outside the bathroom. We will find out whether they have cured my fears when we return to Centerparcs in July. Daddy has told me that there are lots of swimming pools there (shock! horror!) and that I will be going swimming (gasp!). We shall see.

New Nursery

I started at my new nursery in Basingstoke on 19th June 2006. I'm there for three extended mornings a week. So far I am enjoying it; my key workers are friendly and cuddly and we do lots of arts and crafts.

Daddy's sorry that my art gallery has not been kept up to date while I was not at nursery. Once new artwork has been generated by Giulia Designs™ it will appear on my webpage.

Photos From June 2006

			What do you think of my trundle truck?
			Pronto?
			It's my ball. You can't have it because it's my ball. Aren't you listening? IT'S MY BALL!!!
			Playdate with Ellen. The grownups had a barbeque. I thought the ball pit was much better with balls in it.

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