Millie here! Poppy has taken to sleeping almost upside down. I have given this matter a lot of thought, and I have reached the conclusion that she thinks she's a bat. I know the reason for this. Dad was saying that he wants a bat detector so he can listen to us when we giggle. This caused some confusion, and Poppy said that if we really are bats we should be sleeping upside down. I told her we're not, and that dad is the one who's batty. After all, everyone knows that bats are the things you hit balls with, and nobody ever tried to hit a ball with me. I would give 'em a kick if they did! Anyway, Poppy has been sleeping like this ever since. I told her that if she's not careful all the peas she had for dinner will rush to her head and clog up her ears, but she won't listen to me... probably because they've already rushed there.