I Need To Talk To the Birches

Yes I do. Because if THEY drop copious amounts of pollen on me and mum, guess who ends up having a B.A.T.H.?? ME!! Totally unfair. But mum gets sneezy and she sleeps in my bed, so that’s what happens. So I really need to ask them if they can please stop doing that. 

Except for this unfortunate event, it was a good day. Mum baked a cake, I met my friend Stina and her mum during walkies and we had leftover pizza for dinner. On the balcony. Yay!