So, I'm continuing with the 'out of order' thing, and today's offerings are again subdivided into categories. I was going to put the 'babies being cute' category first, but I've realised that if I don't want to lose you all half way through, I'm going to have to make this more like a trip to IKEA - you have no choice but to tramp through a whole acre of stuff you don't want in order to get to the good bits. So, let's start with the category that I can only honestly call:
1) Photos that I took because it was nearly bedtime and I hadn't taken a photo yet
Can you put that clicky thing away so I can go to bed?
Yes, that's an electrical cable. Can I have my mother of the year award now, please? (It was unplugged. I think).
Bottle goes in here, please.
So close to bedtime that we are actually IN our pyjamas.
There is obviously significant overlap between this category and
2) Photos that aren't of babies (gasp), aka photos I took because it was after bedtime and I hadn't taken a photo yet
Weird clicky molecule toy. They LOVE it.
Dusting off the macro lens...
3)Babies actually doing things, including not being cute
I've got no idea what you're talking about, I didn't go anywhere NEAR the cat.
(And speaking of cats... )
This thing is so flexible that I really have no need for opposable thumbs.
Yeah. one of those days.
Mummy... I think you need to switch your flash to manual and start again with totally different exposure settings.
Still just CRAZY about being upside down.
He didn't even twitch. Seriously, this cat deserves some kind of award.
These next three belong together. Seems like the time of them spending a whole day in their birthday outfits is well and truly over...
so much more fun to just eat the stickers.
When they're all grown up, I'm hoping this will remind me that it wasn't ALL fun.
But now finally...
4) Babies being cute
Hurrah! You made it. The Swedish Food Court of photography. Not much to say about these. Basically, I think my point is that the babies are very good looking. The miracle of adoption, huh? Here they are:
Sometimes, I look at her (and him, but mostly her) and think that I can see exactly what she's going to look like when she's all grown up. And yes! She is eating grass. I draw the line at leaves, but I can't seem to do anything about the grass. It's like having another cat.
I can't help myself; I'm a sucker for a boy in a tiger suit. It's like having Calvin AND Hobbes, all at once!
Having posted this, it now strikes me that he looks like he's about to be abducted by a UFO.
Last time you saw the babies loving up to THEIR grandparents - this time it's two of mine who came to visit for the day. (And are currently touring through Eastern Europe - hope you're having fun, Gran and Grandad!) You saw pictures of my parents last week, so which parent do you think belongs to these two? If you are related to me, you get no points - that's cheating.
Our second-favourite cat... Mr Pusskins.
THE END! I'm all up to date! (Until tomorrow, I guess...)