Bemused

Or wistful, or just tolerant of her grandmother's camera?
I can't believe how grown up she is getting, and not just in looks.

The family came down this afternoon for a BBQ and then a game of spotlight which I was roped into. 
Actually I was quite pleased with my performance for a lady of a certain age. 
I went with Adelaide. We walked about 400 metres up the paddock in the  moonlight and then had to get back inside the house without being spotted by Graham with the torch. Not easy and a bit of lying prone and slithering under fences but we made it with a final dash. 
Henry went with John and almost fell down a wombat hole. 
On my second attempt I was sprung by Bec :-(
Unsurprisingly I'm feeling quite tired tonight.