Today (Sunday), Laurie wore proper clothes (Max’s proper clothes actually, thanks Lynne!) .
We took her for a few beers on the pontoon at the Wibbly-Wobbly floating pub, which was also her first outing in her pushchair. It’s a bit nippier than the perambulator, which Pip has had some stick for as it’s three years old. Even the doctor said it was rather old-fashioned. Unfortunately our push-chair has four wheels and an obloid construction, which is definitely not this year’s style.
Laurie’s getting more active now – she spent an hour lying on a stool waving her arms and gurgling today while I did some work.
And she’s just got fat enough to wear this t-shirt. I only realised there was a back to it just now.
I’m thinking about getting her this one.
