|15/52 - The wind in her face|
|15/52 - My suspicious baby|
Finally some sunshine! Everything is nicer when the sun shines on us. Walking again. I persuaded That Baby to stand by the beautiful bricks for me. She was unimpressed and repeatedly told me that bricks are not beautiful and that I should probably realise that the wind was in her face.
This Baby was equally suspicious of the camera, I suspect she wanted to catch up with her Daddy and her big sister plodding away in the back ground. But would you just look at those chubby little cheeks?