'Happy dada day'

I apologise for the male nipple display here- but I wanted to record Euan getting his first fathers day breakfast in bed. We've decided that we shall encourage Ivy not to get us presents on fathers/ mothers day, but that we shall let her help make breakfast in the morning- so it's fun rather than commercial.

I love her face in this picture- she's not exactly sure what she's done- but she's sure something she's done has made daddy happy. I got up with her at 6am this morning- so Euan could get a long lie (altough after he got his breakfast at 9, I did go back to sleep till noon...). Breakfast as you can see was swanky green eggs and ham (with parmaham, muffin, holandaise sauce and copious amounts of food colouring). Ivy didn't help in it's preperation very much this year- but she did make him a lovely card by first mushing paint about in a sandwich bag and then dragging her fingers through it.

In the afternoon she went to the swing park with Euan and had a shower with me. Over dinner she was absoloutly hilarious- she was eating strawberries and saying 'nom nom' and offering Euan her hand and then snatching it away and laughing hysterically.

Ivy's very first tooth has appeared today- still just a sharp dot in the gum, but definitly there.

Euan's doing great as a father so far- Ivy adores him and chirps 'dada' not only when she sees him but when she sees any man on the telivision/ laptop who is bald/ has glasses/ is wearing a hat. He's her teacher, favoured mode of transport and general plaything all rolled into one.