Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 March 2009

Uncle Doody and Lucy have a Ball

Uncle Doody came up with a great game. Playing with Mummy's Swiss Ball. At first glance it would seem to be way too big for a 2 year old to be playing with but it works fine.

They start off rolling the ball to each other.

Then they get more advanced and Doody throws the ball and Lucy has to chase it.

Lucy has loads of fun. She loves this game.

Looks like Uncle Doody loved it as well.

Sunday, 24 August 2008

With Grandad in the Garden

Grandad takes Lucy for a stroll round the garden.

Where are we going Grandad?

Of course! To the bottom of the garden to see the statue of the pan.

Lucy loves that statue.

Thursday, 12 June 2008

With Grandma in the Garden

Lucy runs down the garden. Grandma tries to keep up with her determined progress.

Grandma and Grandad have a statue at the bottom of the garden that is about the same size as Lucy. She likes it.

Grandma shows Lucy around the rest of the garden. She is a very good teacher.

Except when it comes to driving. Almost the dictionary definition of the "Blind leading the blind"

Grandad in the Garden

"Hello Grandad, can you give me directions to the end of your garden"

Part of a Granddad's job is to be concerned about his little ones safety. Here you can see him checking the steering on Spork's car.

Grandad shows Spork around the front Garden

Saturday, 9 February 2008

Sleeping Beauty

In the far mists of time when I was a little child it was considered appropriate to leave babies outside for a couple of hours everyday due to the efficacious properties of fresh air (and perhaps the parents desire to have some respite from the little nipper). This no longer seems to be the vogue - perhaps because of concerns about baby snatchers or because fresh air in cities comes with a less than healthy dose of smog. But since Daddy was outside re-felting the shed roof we though we would give it a try.

Lucy doesn't appear to be over vexed by it.