"Me playing with cars."

Frank in disguise
That's MY boat
Reading time
Granny Ro time
Picnic time
Frank loves jam
Arf digs persimmons
Arf the pony
The 65th dalmation

I was trying to come up with a title so have gone with Frank's suggestion, as you can see...

All is good again in our house - and a well-timed visit from Granny Ro. Arf is mended, sleeping and eating well, and has two new teeth! His wound has healed over and only looks like a scratch, plus he's leaning over like a yoga-pro leading us to believe it doesn't bother him at all. If you look carefully at the persimmon photo, you can see how smart he is - the fruit kept slipping out of his grip so he figured out how to hold onto it using his bib. Kind of a furtive look in those eyes, though!

Frank has been looking after Arf incredibly well, reading him books, singing to him ('Skidily dinky dinky doo, I love you') and even letting him play with his precious cars. He's loving day care and hasn't wanted to leave the last few times and is always surrounded by his crew who have been known to give 'Frank's Mum' a goodbye kiss too.

Dougal had a (much needed?) weekend away tramping while the rest of the whanau and Granny Ro went to Iris' third birthday party. Three!!!

Boys needing food and attention and Granny Ro deserves another cuppa. Thank you for all the love re: Arthur's op. It worked.