It was time to get out of the house on saturday though. We thought it would be a nice idea to meet up with my parents so bundled into the car and headed for Richmond, a lovely Georgian market town about an hour from York. The sun was shining there and we all had a lovely stroll around the square before heading back for a picnic including pies that Gran Anne had baked:
It was then time for Della's first bottle outside of the house. She has only been taking the bottle from her Mam for about five days so this was quite a big deal and we were all praying she didn't scream. She was in fact happy and hungry so everything was great. However, what we didn't pray for was the dark clouds that started rolling in to suddenly open and for the pies to get soaked. As Della was happily taking her bottle I didn't want to move - we have witnessed Della if her feed is broken and it isn't pretty. So here I am, under a summer parasol feeding our little lady in Simon's rain coat - you can just say see her little feet poking out!
After the excitement of the rainy feed it was time to retire indoors (to a converted old railway station which is now a cafe, cinema, gallery and swimming pool?!) for a nice coffee and sit down. These are some of Della's highlights:
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| Taking in the art |
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| Insisting a cuddle is the only way forward |
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| Hmm... no coffee for me thanks - think I might take a nap |
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