It’s been a fab weekend.
Flea and I took off to the beach on Saturday morning, then there was time for a quick trip to the park before heading off to Manchester to see Wicked live on stage – which was *amazing*.
Then on Sunday it was off to see the family for Sunday dinner, then home in time for a massive Playmobil session on the lounge floor – Flea’s recently been sent two Playmobil Western sets and adores them – particularly the tiny little toy explosives that blow the mine open so the bad guy can steal all the gold.
It was nice to spend some real quality time together. I suspect like many parents I worry about the times when Flea is ignored and (frankly) a bit neglected because I’m busy on other things.
I often used to wonder what she does with herself when she’s off playing in another part of the house.
But happily, I need wonder no longer.
She’s doing this.
I praise whoever invented mobile devices with rear-facing cameras. I think Flea’s probably a performer in the making.
Or possibly a dentist.
Or just weird.