Hung out with Amelie on Friday night. I got to give her a bath, change her nappy, feed her a bottle, take her for a walk in the pram and was even treated to a go with the front pack.
It was so much fun. The front pack apparently feels like you are pregnant. I immediately put my hands to the small of my back and had trouble walking down steps. Kudos to those of you who are pregnant and have to carry around that weight all the time. I however carry my own weight, in sympathy.
Then I pottered back to Auckland in my poor little car, who I just hate at the moment for having thief hands all over it, and it just doesn't like going over 100 km/h. I tell it who's boss however.
Sunday was spent at the Belgian Beer Bar in Mission Bay with friends, who also have a little person Charlie. He is one very cute kid and is going to be a lady killer. This is him showing off his bouncing skills in his jolly jumper:
