Asleep at the wheel

Amélie had a walk in the park with my Mum, Dad and Brother Hugh, and as you can see she fell asleep in quite a weird position. It was obviously comfortable enough for her. I had to wake her to take her to Mass, and she decided to become very vocal during the quiet moments of this celebration.

We began moving the interiors of the house around today, meaning:

1. My studio has decreased in size dramatically.
2. Amélie has more room for her stuff and potential for a wardrobe.
3. Our desk and iMac is now in our bedroom.
3. The house is a riot.
4. The piano is in the living room.
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