Evelyn turned 9 months old on Sunday...
What a huge difference that time has made in our lives! (Oh my god mascara blob on the mirror, dying!)
She is no longer my little squishy baby, she is a real little lady now, I still cannot her my head around it!
Sunday, we headed out for breakfast with the inlaws at Dagwoods - always reliable for good food and service! The eggs benni was great, they make the most divine rye bread, had to order another a serve of toast as Evie kept eating mine! Her appetite knows no bounds these days
Hurricane Evelyn tears through the bookcase...
Gave her a flower to keep her occupied on the drive home from dinner - lasted all of ten seconds. Her face here clearly tells me what she thinks of my crummy diversionary tactics!
Apparently, Jasper controls the remote - and last night he wanted to watch The Voice, who am I to argue? hahaha
Poor V is working in the Blue Mountains today and has been texting me updates on the increasingly cold weather - I'm snuggly and warm with my ugg boots on and a cup of mint tea, maybe I won't tell him that
Game of Thrones tonight! Yew! I am eager to see whether the outcome of the Viper v Mountain showdown is as gory as it was depicted in the book