“My big girl bed!” – Evelyn’s Diaries

It was just like any other day. I woke up, had breakfast, birds were singing, I watched Peppa Pig for the 3,465^th time…life was good.

However, there was something different about my Mammy and Daddy on this day. They were in deep discussion about something important. I remember my Mammy saying something like, “I’m just not ready!” My Daddy replied with something like, “you’re being dramatic, it’s happening, get over it”. I lost interest thinking it was something boring. How wrong was I!

It was late afternoon when I started to hear some clattering upstairs. Suddenly, I was summoned to my room. I summited the stairs and walked towards my bedroom. My Mammy was stood by the bedroom door, hands around her face, looking nervous. My Daddy was behind her, rolling his eyes.

I looked past them both towards my cot, or should I say, what WAS my cot! In its place, was a gateway to freedom. An open chasm of fun and unlimited opportunity. No longer would I be imprisoned in what my Daddy called the baby jail, which was my cot. My parents had taken the bars away and I now had open access to getting in my bed all by myself.

I ran as fast as I could and jumped onto my bed. My bed felt 10 times bigger, so I began jumping, climbing and rolling all over the place, enjoying my new found freedom. As you can see, I also did a bit of Yoga, as I am sophisticated like that. I couldn’t wait to go to sleep in it, therefore, I pretended to go to sleep and fool my parents. However, my Mammy and Daddy were just laughing at me. Apparently, when you pretend to go to sleep, you are meant to close your eyes and stop moving…I just did snoring noises. I know for next time.

Eventually, I got to sleep for real in my new bed. I got a lot of extra cuddles and kisses that night. I think it was because my Mammy had a lot more access without the bars. She finally released me from her cuddled grip and I got myself all cosy, ready for the night.

However, in my mind the ghost of the bars lived on. They still live on as an invisible barrier that I dare not go past. I thought I would have the freedom of my room, roaming whenever I like, playing with my toys whenever I like. Unfortunately, I am yet to break these invisible barriers down.

The bars are gone, yet I am still trapped.

Anyway, I am sure I will get over it soon and cause mayhem, while my parents sleep. On another note, here is a picture of me posing. I am not wearing lipstick by the way, my Daddy has used a silly filter! But I still look fabulous.

Evelyn x

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