Through the front door

... and off to explore! Our daughter brought the young master over to see her aunt and uncle and Poppy dog. At this point the little boy hadn't noticed her, but once he saw her, he just wanted to hug and kiss her. Found some middle-ground, and TYM had to learn that when Poppy is in her basket, that's her personal space which must be respected. (I dug out toy dogs in their basket for him to play with!)

Mr PP had baked one of his newer specialities - apple and cinnamon scones. My Extra is the only place they're still visible, but they were delicious.