Will: Why should I go first? (I look at him, the Dad look that says 'because I say so.') Today we started off the day with a nice sleep-in until 8. Then Mom came back from her run and off we went to Regents Park. It was a bit overcast - not foggy, overcast - and windy. But it was nice. Boy, was there a lot of birds. There were swans, ducks, laughing gulls, great blue herons, Canadian geese, pigeons and ravens.

Andie: The ravens hopped! We went to the playground and set up a blanket on the grass. After lunch it started raining on us

Will: But only for a little bit.

Andie: Hey I'm talking. Like Will said, it only rained for a little bit. But while it was raining we had two small umbrellas to cover all three of us and the blanket and Will's diablo.

Will: So, as I was saying, there was lots of birds. We went to the boathouse and got some ice cream and walked to Marks and Spencers. We both got some clothes.

Daddy: Why don't you guys talk about what we did yesterday.

Andie: OK. Yesterday morning Mom didn't let us sleep in. Mommy and I went to the farmers market across the street. We bought a bunch of lavender, tomatoes, carrots, strawberries and cherries. I carried the basket of strawberries and cherries and accidentally tipped some out!

Will: Then we went to Egypt!

Well, actually, the Egypt exhibit at the British Museum. The mummies are over 3,000 years old. The sarcophagi have cool hieroglyphs and awesome colors on them.

Andie: The little mini statues of people working had actually been in Egypt! Then we went to lunch and got some delicious tomato soup (in Covent Garden).

Will: And delicious ice cream! Then we walked and saw a street performer in the market and he was really good.

Andie: He could climb a ladder without it being balanced on anything!


Will: Then we walked across the bridge over the River Thames and took the tube home.

Andie: It was a goooood day!

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