Daddy's Boy

Mum and Dad headed off this morning. It was still lovely and hot outside so the three of us stayed in and kept cool - well as cool as you can be when you're watching a Brit play in the final of Wimbledon!

I had a cheeky afternoon nap and woke up for the last 30 minutes of the match. I'm not big into tennis but I couldn't help get excited. I never actually believed he'd do it. On the otherhand I think Charlie is starting to get used to Robin's overexcitment over sports events. He flies off his seat for every goal/point/run/shuttlecock*

*Okay, so maybe he's not so interested in badminton.