Rodney's birth!

My 4th Birthday!!!

YAY!!! I'm now four. All of Del's friends have come round.
One of them, TRIGGER, that's it. Calls me Dave all the time.
"Are them toys for me?" He asks.
No, Trigger they're mine. Dare touch them and I will cry and Del will be very upset with you.
DONT TOUCH THEM DONT TOUCH THEM. I repeat in my mind as Trigger comes closer and closer. Maybe I should call him a different name, I know! What about horse!!!
"Horsey you! You horsey!" I say to him, giggling.
Grandad is teaching me how to clap my hands and I giggle hysterically but then Daddy tells Del off for being too loud with my toys. It's strange, Mummy loved music, and now one second she's there, the next she's not.
And grandad stops playing with me, he goes and talks to Del, I'm amused. I get up and OW!!! MY TOE!!! :(
I cry and Del comes and picks me up, he tells everyone to get out.
"Can no one be trusted to look after my baby brother?!" He shouts.
I cry even more and daddy's not very happy :( oopsidaise :(
"I'm sorry." I apologise.
"It's not your fault little man, your completely innocent in this." Del kisses me hard on the forehead and I giggle "Ow!" I giggle even more.
What if I save some of my birthday cake for Mummy? I can wrap it up in my wrapping paper for her!!