Why would this regular blogging lady miss such an opportunity?
Well, we had just dropped Ada at dear Jo and Simons, aka Aunt Jo/Aunty and Symie, she barely waved goodbye as she played with Uncle Fun. Olive had been awake since 2.20pm with a 30 minute nap and so we were expecting her to drop off to sleep in the car or on a short walk. We arrived at the pizza shop about 6.20pm. Olive perkily looked out at us under the wrap over her seat. The pizza was to take some minutes so we went for a wee walk, she stared out at us through the darkness as we wandered the streets of Oranga. Suddenly the twitches became cries of hunger, this takes about 30 seconds for our second born. We turned the pram around and hurried back to the shop as Olive cried out into the cold night. So as we ate our amazing pizza and stared into each others amazing eyes, Olive was feeding away, again. See, no chance of photography!
We thought as we put her back in her car seat, this would be it, sleep time. Nope, tears on the way home. Poor lady. So Olive gets more milk and more cuddles and more jiggles and finally is asleep about 8.20pm. I'm crashed out about 8.30pm. Such a lovely evening with one baby, honestly not stressful, just lovely to be out with dear Cameron.
One eighth of the glory. Yum.
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