We must be grown-ups.
Well, actually, judging by the number of beer bottles on the table, maybe not.
On Saturday we spent four brilliant hours in our local coffee/BYOB shop catching up with some of our best pals. Ross was back from New York and, rather than plan a crazy, boozy, end-up-in-a-club kind of night out we had a very civilised afternoon together. Rod said we got a few disapproving looks from other parents, but I disagree, I think they were looks of envy. For the record, neither mum was drinking. Just goes to show that babies don’t actually stop you doing any of your old habits – they just maybe make you shift them to another part of the day.
(This photo in particular makes me laugh because Rod and Nels have been causing trouble together since they were about 12. Will there be any tricks left for C and F?)