Great news, people: Hattie has dropped off a tiny kid at the baby pool! We’re not back to normal yet, but any movement in that area is a vast improvement. Sadly, this development didn’t occur in time to save us a terribly disrupted night, thanks to this poor little madam:

Fortunately, we had planned a quiet day at home. Joe practised his ball handling skills…

Hattie hung out with her Daddy…

And later on we tried a bit of outdoor nappy-free time, but neither baby was particularly enthusiastic about it. Joe sat around in his nappy and smooshed a bit more sweet potato:

I’m hoping that, one of these days, he’ll realise that sweet potato is edible.

In lieu of anything particularly exciting to photograph, I took a couple of shots to show Hattie and Joe’s French bathing arrangements:

And after their baths my two gorgeous babies spent some quality sibling time together on the sofa.

While waiting for his bedtime feed, Joe was highly entertained by Uncle Roy:

Hattie drank herself into a stupor and went straight to bed. She’s so peaceful when she’s sleeping…