Nothing...

...breaks his concentration when he's building! Not mummy, lying full length on the floor taking photos and not Archie, trying to lick little bits of porridge out of the back of his hair (don't ask)...

His constructions are getting higher. He's worked out how to stack the spacers from the marble run into a rickety purple and green plastic version of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. He's also worked out how to stand on the footstool so he can make his constructions taller. He is a child obsessed with height...the bigger the better...and yes...standing on the footstool had disaster written all over it. He is now sporting a nice new bruise on his head. Did it stop him going for Leaning Tower of Pisa 2 - the remake? Nahhhh, course not. Both my boys are living breathing (and slightly dented) examples of the persistent triumph of optimism over experience.

Thanks so much for all the lovely comments about yesterday's blip. I was thrilled to capture the birds, if not the sun's orb.

Have to go to a lecture this evening so won't be around much. I'll catch up on Thursday :-)