Chilling with dragon. Note my favourite stripey trousers, from my aunties in NZ.

Me and my whanau.

Willow in the Willows.
Check out the awesome toupee.

umm....this is evidently some kind of sporting reference. Poor me.

Well, hello there Mum!

Nappy changing mats are for suckers. I prefer to wedge myself under the sideboard.

A sunny day out at Castle Howard.

Are you sure you need that hat, Father? It looks like a lady's hat....

Ah.....life's good.

It's Willow's first word and it's....Mummy!! yeah!

Humpty Willow sat on a wall.

Young maestro at work...

Young Lucy's toes taste absolutely delicious (and Lucy seems pretty chuffed about it too).

A HOT trip on the tube today. Some were jollier than others.....

Picnic on the Heath yesterday. First solids - grass.

More of the jolly Willow

Willow is now 5 months old. That went fast (ish). She weighs in at a not too shabby 8.17 kg, putting her into the....wait for it....91st percentile. Way to go, Willow!

If she was a bit taller she could be a sumo wrestler.

New skill - toe sucking.

Bouncing - a daily delight.