Aaron being a poopoo. What else can I say. He's saying dreadful things about a keht's poet!
Beck giving Dad his dinner and he's looking terrified, in case she takes some away!
Naomi checking us out to make sure that we're doing the right thing, and eating all her food. Hates my camera by the way, and has banned it from the Olive. I pay Naomi full attention as always. Her Dad comes over and bakes/cooks/makes/whatever the most delicious sweets. They're sort of doughnuts but more so. He's coming back in July. Naomi's promised!
Dad managing to take in a few morsels to keep the old engine firing...
After the opening on Friday night and then all day on Saturday, I was a trifle beat up, but Sunday dawned bright and sunny so down to Dad's to see what's cookin. As you can see, we managed to make it to the Olive to start the day on the right foot.
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Oh look at Poppy :D!!!!!!! He look so happy with himself that he's got a mere morsel to nosh on :) Love this blog!! And how Rude of Big Al to be talking about a kehts poet!!!
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