Stealing the show

While I was making lunch, the post arrived and Ellen leapt on the Verbaudet catalogue, checking out the summer frocks (with charming details). It's depressing how girlie she is.

After she'd been to school nursery the three of us headed to Wednesday cakes at the church hall and then when Ewan went off to play we took her newly refurbished big bike to the prom where it's wide and flat and she had a wee go getting used to stabilisers and pedalling. I soon had her chanting 'the bike will go where your eyes are looking'. Snail's pace and one wee tumble but she'll get there and she already wants the stabilisers off before she's five. I don't think it'll take that long.