Babysitting

Today was Dad's turn to babysit the wee man for a few hours while Mum got her hair done. Bizarrely, I think it was the longest I've ever spent indoors with him, alone and in one sitting. Normally we head off in the carrier or buggy around town.

He was obviously still restless, flitting from one activity to the next but, having booked a few days off work we thought he was well enough to travel down to Lincoln.

Unfortunately he had a little setback, and by the time we arrived at Grandma's, the poor lamb had a temperature. Calpol to the rescue again.