Amelia getting the hang of doing the wheelbarrow thing, roll on sports day when this early training will pay dividends, assuming we haven’t all moved to some namby pamby nanny state where children aren’t allowed to compete and everybody gets an award for “trying their best”…oh hang on…
Amelia never did this! Even when she was old enough to understand us saying hold it yourself; she never would.
Oliver on the other hand is an instant success at self feeding which is great. It means Mummy and Daddy can get on with making breakfast whilst Oliver feeds himself his milk. Marvellous.
Pretty as a picture sporting a tres chique Tiara
Gradndad Dave and Nana Sue were looking after Ethan for the day and they came to visit Amelia and Oliver.
Amelia had been going on for weeks about how she wanted to hold baby Ethan. She finally got her chance.
I’m not entirely sure what Amelia is up to here but I suspect it’s a sight I’ll get used to as she reaches her teenage years…”Dad, can I have some money for err sweets or something”
After the carnival we all went for a drink at the halton castle where oliver posed on the bowling green
Amelia and Oliver playing in their “popup” tent that actually needs poles…and takes about 45 minutes to get down and pack away.
Amelia was recently helping Daddy to make some Burritos, or Enchiladas, I never really know the difference. She was very good at adding sauces, tomatoes and rice.