D proved how much she enjoyed being around other babies too. We put her down for tummy time while we were at play group and she was so busy staring at everyone and making sure they were all doing what they should be, she forgot to scream for a good ten minutes. Success! We just need to transport a room full of babies into the house whenever we want her to go down on the floor now.

The day was only slightly marred by the fact that either going there or getting back home I managed to lose my phone. Again. And this time I’m pretty certain that it’s not going to turn up under a pile of washing on the dining table. Why am I so terrible at keeping phones? I knew I shouldn’t have just lobbed it into the pram. I’m such an idiot.

So don’t bother phoning me. I’m never ever going to answer.

Babies are good ice breakers.

And we got to play in the sensory room which made D’s eyes go *this* wide <———–>. Fibre-optic lights taste yummy, apparently.

We all had a sing-song to finish off. I learnt that there are four verses to ‘Row, row, row your boat’. D thought ‘Round and round the garden’ was her favourite.

She’s zonked now. Must. Not. Slee-zzzzzzzzzz

There was possibly just a tad too much sensory input for her after a while, but she met some terribly nice people. Annabod became surrogate mum for a bit, and Emily had a strangely interesting face. We didn’t think much to ^Tom_ though, but that’s to be expected. Mummy and Daddy also got lots of parenting advice off a random who evidently thought we looked unfit for purpose.

Roll on Chocfest. Huzzah!