Ta-daaa

One of the loveliest mornings I've ever had with Jacob. We went to see Hairy Maclary at the festival. I was a little worried when I arrived to find it was an hour long sit down performance in a real theatre. From the moment the lights went down though Jacob was enthralled. He watched wide eyed, danced and clapped along with everyone else, shouted out for a hiding Hairy Maclary, and barked at any characters who came to our side of the stage. I mostly just watched his ecstatic little face. The only upset was when he shook like a dog so enthusiastically that he bumped his head. Before we knew it the lights came up and we were waving goodbye.

A very tasty lunch from the crepe man at the meadows followed by an afternoon of hard, but very satisfying, work.

Jacob fed himself his dinner, stopping between mouthfuls to shout Ta-daaa and applaud.