Toast to the new baby

Z (and later S, but he wasn't here for the toast) came round this evening.  It's the first time R has had any alcohol since getting pregnant, so we toasted the new baby with pink Prosecco.

Robin had helped earlier to make smoothie, to be frozen as home made ice lollies, and had eaten up the excess, making a big mess in the process, so he had had an early bath, and not surprisingly he wasn't very hungry for the bean chilli.

As is the way with new babies, the latest arrival had quite an unsettled night last night, so R and G have already gone to bed, leaving me to ensure Alfie has a late night visit to the garden.