Dad’s been busy with his websites and mum was painting today. I just let the day slip past quietly watching the world go by.
The picture isn’t a spinning baby, nor a pile of twirling cushions – just dad being funny with his camera (at least he thinks he’s funny).
I’m getting really heavy now and putting on the pounds with distinctly chubby, healthy cheeks!
Is this Faolán’s first ride at the funfair? I like it!