This is the best I can do after five hours of looking after a pair of 13 month old twin boys. They were delightful and even the grumpy great uncle did not bring them to tears, although every time they did something 'doubtful', they turned around to see if grumpy great uncle was watching. One twin walks, the other is a bit slower. I actually gave one a nurse on my knee and a cuddle, but he wriggled so much I put him back on the floor. Erk, children.
I charmed their three year old sister with a small Easter bunny chocolate, once before they went off to the chicks soccer/football match and another when they returned.
Some stupid old prick who I may live with gave them a lamington to share. Chocolate was embedded into the carpet. There is't a right mouse click to remove embedded chocolate. Our windows are sticky with handprints but if take my glasses off I can't see them.
We took them out in their two tiered pram to learn how to be chardonnay sipping inner city cafe latte drinkers. Well, across the road to the local cafe where we had coffee and they had nothing. Pushing the pram was terrible. Any footpath camber, the pram had to be fought against to keep it straight and was just so heavy.
R hasn't said that is the last time we do that, and that is not too bad. They are just gorgeous young boys and perhaps have cooking ambitions.