My very own Disney prince!

Down to Newcastle today to visit Baby A at his grandparents' house.

They have a pink Disney castle/tent affair, which was promptly erected in the garden and went down a storm with L, who manouevered a child-size camping chair into the tent so it could be his throne. Then he brought every soft toy in the entire house into the tent (presumably his subjects?) while Daddy and Uncle R pretended to be monsters trying to get into the castle.

My life is quite surreal sometimes...