Good times

Yep. Let the good times roll. Arthur puts on his happy morning face.

Weigh in today with the mid-wife. Still on 4.1kg (down from the 4.26 birth weight - pretty normal to lose a bit in first week) so she was pleased with this. He did his usual thing when being stripped and weighed by wee-ing all over the place. I think he must be trying to keep his weight in down because he must have let loose at least another 100 grams of wee.

Enough of the urination stories which may haunt him later in life such as 21st birthdays and wedding etc.

Been a cracking day here finally, so we did some family stuff - driving, garden centres, eating etc. Very nice.

Also took Frank out to visit the Muzz at the fire station yesterday - took the truck for a quick spin around the block, Frank giving Muzza some driving tips along the way.

Got Granny RoRo hanging about in Welly for a few days, so been great for giving us a hand.

Granny Ro and Arthur argue over the spelling of 'contemptuous' in scrabble

Thanks heaps for all the cards and presents - we will send individual thank-yous over the next few weeks between nappy changes.

Libby an Arthur take in a relaxed coffee and cake at the garden centre while Dougal chases Frank and tries to stop him un-potting the plants.

'We're going this way Muzz!'

Murray calls the boss to tell him the truck will be back soon-ish.