Day 151

Quick blip tonight as we have a poorly little sausage with a raging temperature who's thrown up everywhere, and I sense a bad night ahead. It's so unlike him to be ill as well. I hate seeing him poorly :(

This was a little artificial sunflower in a china thimble that Emily (the little girl of our friends from Oz, who incidentally Harry announced he is going to marry when he's a grown up) gave me yesterday. It was very cute.