Double pram

We went to the Santa parade today. Daddy didn't go so it was quite a mission to get both boys there. We parked 1.1km away from our rendezvous with the cousins. Lincoln was really good about walking as long as I carried him in short bursts. Unfortunately he fell over and grazed his knee. I coincidentally saw a colleague of mine running an open home so we ducked in and got some plasters. We kept moving and on the final leg, Lincoln fell over again and grazed his graze plus two other spots. Poor little man. I had to carry him the rest of the way while pushing the pram with one hand. For the trip back I squeezed both boys in the pram. It was far too hot for anymore drama.

They loved the parade. Lincoln liked the two trains and the Chinese dragon. Elliott liked the cars (usually not actually part of the parade, just pain old cars), anyone with dogs and an egg (Humpty Dumpty). Elliott was also really taken by the Chinese drummers. He did a lot of dancing.