…or so it felt like this weekend.

We had a fab time, we got all the chores out the way Saturday morning, then broke out the BBQ and spent the weekend in the garden. Annie got to wear her cute sun hat, turn her nose up at lots of new food and play in two different tents. The one pictured below got attacked by a tiger (or possibly a large pigeon) and so was replaced with a smaller, more easily constructed version!

I realise that to someone who doesn’t know the Niblet, it may look below like she’s sharing her melon with Daddy and enjoying corn on the cob and new potato. In fact she was trying to give JB the melon so she didn’t have to eat it and I was the person who’d eaten half that corn cob. All she did with the potato was drive it around her high chair like a toy car before turning it into mash!!

She let us know, after refusing dinner on Sunday night, that she actually had a tummy bug, and so lets hear it for husbands who clear up baby sick so their (super grateful) wives don’t have to :)