It's official - I'm Big Man
I can now sit in the 'grown up' seats in the supermarket trolley...this has some obvious advantages. I can easily flash a cheeky smile to the old ladies as they pass - something that was a bit difficult in the lying-down supermarket moomin wagons. I couldn't really see the old ladies as they passed - now, as you can see, I enjoy grinning at them whenever possible. If only they knew it was because I know they're also wearing a nappy, lest they piss themselves when they cough - rather like mummy.
I shall briefly continue with my case that I am in fact Big Man and points are as follows:
- I can sit in the trolley seats (see above)
- I have teeth
- I eat biscotti
- I have a Big Man's chair (see picture)
This final point is an exciting one. You can see my new chair above. It's got no table but that's so I can sit at the table (as Big Man would) and eat with everyone else. It also grows with me so that even when I'm more big, I'll still be able to sit on it. Nice I think you'll agree. Just waiting for the cushion to come into the shop, until then, it's piles all round!



