Joshua 'Peeps' as Mr Incredible

Borrowed my parents camera so I could provide a visual update of my beautiful offspring. They were actually complimented for their wonderful behaviour today in the church we were visiting; slightly surprising given their track record over the last few weeks. Even Caleb was excused for farting and slurping through the preach. No offence was intended, he is only 11 weeks after all. The problem with his farts is that they are disproportionately loud in relation to his size. In fact they are very adult sounding. I get a lot of funny looks when he's in action. I generally smile sweetly (actually I don't think I've ever smiled like this, but you know what I mean!) and point to his bottom. Unfortunately people just smile knowingly, I'm sure they think it's me trying to blame Caleb for my wind storm!!! Just to make sure his presence was felt, at the end of the service, Caleb produced a really leaky poo (for those of you not familiar with baby poo, it closely resembles chicken korma) and threw up everywhere.

We spent a lovely rest of the day with my parents and sister (auntie Rachel, the doctor lady who lives in Sheffield) enjoying the English sunshine, going to the park and eating lollies. Unfortunately, the good behaviour of Bethany didn't last when she started picking my mum's flowers after she had been told not to. When I had a little mother to daughter chat about this, as she clutched a rather droopy bunch of Blue bells, she said, "but mummy, they're Boo bells". Clearly she didn't understand why it was she couldn't pick a flower that was so obviously named after her!