Life's a blast...

..when you're nearly six months old and have a jumperoo! I was trying to get a pic of the hat Esther insisted Iris wore (a Christmas pudding hat or gingerbread man if you ask Esther) but the speed that she goes it was never going to be crisp.

Reasons to be cheerful:
Facetime, a wonderful invention that I thought was just a fad but the smile on Esther's face when she sees Daddy is amazing and it means she goes to bed for me no trouble when the boy works away, like tonight. I wish I was in Brighton with him too!