Dear 奶奶...

dear 奶奶...

Wouldn't you be thrilled if I was really writing you this letter? But I can't spell or write yet (I hate ABCs) so I have to dictate my 'thoughts' to Mummy, who's kindly agreed to help me out with this letter. Hmmm, I wonder what 'dictate' means?

Thank you for coming to see us in London. I had lots of fun with you! Thank you for playing catch with me, rolling out my 'playdoh' (actually it's blu-tac), attending my tea parties and 'eating' the food I 'cooked'.

I will miss your cooking, 奶奶 . You cook the best 'lor bak + egg'. My favourite! Now I'll have revert to eating mummy's (rather paltry attempts at) fish porridge, mincemeat porridge, sweet potato porridge, and if I'm really good - pasta with sausage & cheese. Bummer.

I bet Mummy is groaning at the thought of having to carry me up and down the Tube now that you're leaving. And that she'll have to bathe and change me, lull me to sleep, change my diapers, clean up my mess after eating, entertain me... ALL by herself. Again. I hope she gets over it. Dum dum dee dum...

Mummy told me just now she's going to miss having a big person to talk to. Pfffht, what does she mean? I speak 'big person' too?! Hmph.

Anyway, I think I will miss you, 奶奶. You always let me get away with things.

I love you.

your nelle-nelle

ps: I think you cut my fringe waaaay better than mummy!