Butt Central

This is a picture Z took the other night; the girls did some more domino art today, but this was a fantastically huge butt orchestrated by Smaller.

But yes, back over there today to welcome Grandad home from hospital. Mum is… coping. Not. Z and I both spent most of our time there reassuring her that she needs to prioritise herself while the new era in the joint households comes into being. That included offering to card shop for her (accepted!), and Z telling her that he’ll/we’ll handle Christmas cooking, and bring them plates so she doesn’t have to deal with it. Z is gonna pick up the turkey from the farm shop tomorrow, and we’ll get it pre-cooked tomorrow. So yeah, hopefully things will settle down nicely. And by that, I mean that Z’s dad doesn’t misjudge how far it is to his zimmer frame and require three men to come around to pick him up. ¬¬

Right, gonna go… try to think about knitting and probably not? Ah well.

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