"Mummy can we have a bunny rabbit?" 

"No."

 "A cute puppy?" 

 "Definitely not."

 "A goldfish that goes ob ob ob?" 

 "No no no!" 

I often feel bad about saying no to pets. I have even wavered for a short time thinking it is a good idea. Then this weekend I was reminded why it would be a bad one. 

The class mascot, travelling piglet came to stay. 

Middle Man has been banging on about the beloved travelling piglet for weeks now. He was over the moon that one of his friends was able to bring him to his birthday party. The countdown for our week began. 

"He gets given out in alphabetical order Mummy, we will get her soon, I'm so excited!" middle man exclaimed often. 

"I'm pretty sure she is a he" I often exclaimed (and yes I have Googled just to double check.) 

Anyway this Thursday was the day that the school felt the need to punish me. Out bounced a rather excited middle man clutching the dreaded bag. Yes my Mother's Day treat was to entertain a grubby soft toy and then write up his weekend. The one weekend where we had nothing planned. 

Middle Man started off well. He loved travelling piglet. He took him around the park. "What was that piglet?" he asked holding piglets snout to his ear. He came home and pretended to brush his teeth and cuddled him in bed.

It seems that that one night was enough for middle man. Whilst he was still happy to do things with piglet when reminded, he did require a lot of reminding for the rest of the weekend. Infact his brothers were far more interested in entertaining piglet than he was.  

In the world of middle man, piglet did not need to do lots of exciting things to be happy. He had a picnic, visited Legoland and went to the park. That was enough. The rest of the time he was sleeping.  

I suppose what I had forgotten is that it is tiring to be a soft toy, and at the end of the day it doesn't take much to make a 5 year old happy.

So I gave up trying to think of exciting things for piglet to do as he had already done enough. 

I treated him to a lovely pamper session and now the once grubby but now sweet smelling pig can go and tell middle man's class about his adventures.

Now please excuse me as I have to print off pictures and write a journal for a small pig. Now whose homework was it again!?!