Today was a perfect September day. No, Saint Kilda didn't play. As my sister pointed out, I need to stop basing good days versus bad based on how well our footy team went.
Instead, it was a very warm 29 degree Spring day. We started at 6am (what else with a 9 month-old), had yum cha with the family, then went back to the parents for coffee and cake.
Random chatter, putting children down for a nap, how-about-some-cake now, look-what-baby-did, is that your baby or mine?, let's have a look at the garden, gee it's a warm day, more coffee, more cake, let's make blocks for baby to knock down, more laughing, I'm going to pick some parsley, time to go home, baby needs another nap, a warm goodbye to someone dear - Tschüß Oma.
On the way home, sleeping baby in the back. Off to get a snack for afternoon tea (shoo-fly buns), ah, home. Dinner prep, baby to bed. Plop on the couch, put our feet up.
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