In which Minty is ill and Turi plays at being an only child...

Minty has some kind of gastro/flu/miscellaneous childhood bug.  I won't get into gory details but let's just say it involves expulsion of bodily fluids.  The poor little soul was exhausted and only made it briefly out of bed this morning to fall asleep on the couch moments later.  On the up side the house was blissfully quiet all morning.

I feel a little guilty about how much Turi and I enjoyed ourselves.  I made a batch of scones and we had a private little devonshire tea together listening to Ella Fitzgerald and building block towers.  Then Turi 'borrowed' Minty's tutu and amused himself by spinning jauntily around the living room.  It was all very clandestine.

As my camera husband is still away on business today's photo is a 'reject' I took on the weekend.  It's a little noisy and the colours are a bit funky but it does capture Turi in one of his favourite spots for contemplation.  I picked up these lurid drawers second hand for $40 a while ago with the intention of revamping them but somehow still haven't found the time.  Since they are laminate I'm not really sure that it's worth the effort and anyway I can't seem to settle on a new colour.