Playing in the morning sun

The promise of a nice day meant that Aidan had his new shorts on (well, 3/4 length jeans), and was out in the back garden playing before I had even left for work. mrs monochrome later told me that the poor wee guy had worn himself out, and was back in bed by the back of 9am (well, he was teething a bit too, which may have thrown him off a bit).