When a comb over goes wrong

Couldn't resist this little photo montage after yesterday's blip and inspired by the wind which is blowing a gale outside my window.

Cary had her monthly checkup at the hospital yesterday. Luke tells me that they took 9 vials of blood and that they do this every time. You only need a small drop to do the tests for a pregnant woman surely? I reckon they are using the extra to make black pudding in the hospital restaurant.

They also had a 2 hour parenting class which Luke says was boring. He also says he didn't understand a thing. Not sure if that was the language barrier or simply his inability to grasp the basics of being a parent. I suspect the latter.

Final piece of news was that Cary is from a minority group, the hui zhu which means that she is allowed to have 2 children. Luke is already talking about that prospect. What is it with the men in this family; always wanting more children.