Dormouse

The kind of grey, wet, dismal day one doesn't expect in Rio (or I've forgotten about them). So no temptation for HH to go out and work on building up his leg muscles - and not too many exercises got done at home either. There was one victory, though - I managed to generate the document that has been causing so much frustration in three minutes flat on my computer. One less thing to worry about.
 
Daughter and I thought he looked like a dormouse, all tucked up in bed for the night.