Glamping

We set the tent up last night before bed. She wasn't keen on it at all and kept pulling the base cushion out to sit on. She was much more happy with it this morning or maybe she was too busy sharing out shapes into different sized chicken bowls for Mummy, Daddy and Esther.

My sister was too busy to come and choose funeral flowers so me and Dad braved it. It was harder than picking wedding flowers. I am sure I will change my order before the end of the week. It doesn't help when I have much different taste to my sister! Nightmare!

Three weeks till three become four!