Bye Aunty Jane!
Aunty Jane has just left us for New Zealand on tonight's Cathay Flight. George had a wonderful time reacquainting himself with her, and even took a few moments out of his busy schedule to have a pee on her today. Little Poppycat seemed to enjoy Jane's company too.
Mushy pears with rice - the breakfast of champions
One from before the pear and rice mush festival:
...and then a few from after the festival of mush:
And finally - HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY KATY! (Who may or may not see this, depending on internet access in Greece...)
A few extra random shots from the other morning
Daddy took the day off...
...and took a few photos of George and his Aunty Jane:
...and a few of his friend's coffee shop for some marketing:
Back to work tomorrow. Bah.
"Oh Aunty Jane, you're the funniest!"
George finds Aunty Jane's peek-a-boo skills quite outstanding:
Playtime photos (taken on Saturday)
As I type this, George is getting reacquainted with his Aunty Jane (who arrived late last night). No photos from this morning, but here are a few from yesterday:
The weekend has begun
It's miserable outside (so much for telling Jane to bring summer clothes), and we're off to get the car registration done in Tin Hau, and will probably get a teeny amount of shopping done on the way back. Bunky woke at around 5ish this morning (evil little critter...) but after a quick feed he conked himself out again until around 7.15am when I went to wake him up. He's now back asleep and was in a lovely mood this morning. He spent much of it in bed with his mummy and daddy, alternating between playing with his BlaBla doll and playing with his toes. A few photos of him below - I had to open the blinds a bit to let some light in, but it was pretty harsh and flat light, meaning that the photos turned out a little glarey (is glarey a word?):
Wide Angle G E O R G E
I'm taking some photos of a friend's coffee shop this weekend, and I borrowed a wide angle lens from my neighbour at work. It's rather cool - I'll get a slightly cheaper one someday (his one is a professional grade one - overkill for me), but it's fun to play with. Took a few photos of George with it tonight during nudey rudey time. Here's one of them:
Aunty Jane arrives tomorrow night. My dastardly plan for "Operation Sunday with Aunty Jane" has already failed miserably - George took his weekly constitutional a few days early, and his mummy informs me that he unleashed his weapon of mass destruction this afternoon in his cot. I understand that a fairly decent amount of laundry was required shortly afterwards. Oh well - she's here for a week, so with a bit of luck the WMD will blow again before she flies out...
Flashback: 1 day old George
