Poor Puff, though he had a good weekend at camp the previous weekend, has been a bit run-down this week. He reluctantly had dinner out with the family on Friday night, not eating much, and even skipping dessert, but after some extra steps taken for him to rest, he seems to have bounced again now. In the spirit of not everything looking polished and cheerful on the blog, here’s a sample of what bad parents we are.
Huff on the other hand, had a great time, cooking dinner right at the table.
She is still a bit gappy, but the top teeth are starting to make their arduous journey down from the gums.
Saturday was Doc’s birthday, and we celebrated with afternoon tea. Huff received a new cardigan that Grandma made for her, and wore it for a rare lunch with Mum-and-Dad while a still-weary Puff had what turned out to be a four-hour-long recorder rehearsal.
He was tired enough afterward that he didn’t even ask to stop for gelato this time. It’s a relief that as of tonight he seems to be on the mend. Just in time for another busy weekend!