(Check out Simonne's blog to see Alice's friend's precocious winking talent)
Looking out the window at all the cars and people going by.
Another fave activity, reading books, of course!
Check out the big swans! Lucy was careful they didn't try to steal away with Alice.
So funny that he should grow up to work in a place called a "playhouse"!
But seriously, we were able to take in a few plays (Guy: the Merchant of Venice, Lucy: King Lear), and marvel at how talented our young bro-bro is. We also had the opprtunity to meet Gareth's leading lady, Lindsay, and to see her perform in Oklahoma. What a treat! (but wait... we didn't get any photos of Lindsay... Gareth will have to send us some...)
I'll take my pureed lamb medium-well done.
Of course we did some touristy shopping
And stopped for a chat in town.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Time to go home.
Thanks for a super weekend, and good luck to everyone for opening week.
(she can't figure out why the toy doesn't rattle or squeak)
But who were we to refuse a bonus free gift for buying a bag of clothes!
This thing is awesome. Makes for a great slapping substrate!
We can take this nifty seat to uncle Gareth's next weekend - Port-A-Picnic!
I get it, this is where we snack!
Phew. What a tiring day.
Alice had just enough energy left to jig vigorously in her exersaucer for 20 minutes...
Yay! The best part of the day was when daddy came home.
But it wasn't long before he was back at work again.
We also picked up hoardes of nice clothes for Alice, but they are all in the wash so you will get to see them gradually, as modelled by you-know-who.
(fool me once, shame one me... you're not getting that in my mouth!)
Which pairs beautifully with a sumptuous egg yolk souffle,
(you call that stuff food?)
And completed by a palate-cleansing, smooth prune reduction.
(now we're talkin'!)
Note the I love my daddy bib - he's away for two days so, "this bib's for you dad!"
Lucy suggested that it would be safer to just seal the thing off
Alice ate some bits of cracker... crunchy!
Alice rolling her goodie bag ball at Nicolas birthday party
(but thankfully not his)
Four year olds sure are lucky...
And finally, we enjoyed supper outside on the (almost complete) new deck!
Are you sure this thing isn't going to collapse, daddy?