I couldn't face cooking tonight so I asked Daddy C to pick something up on his way home. Like the good husband he is, he got exactly what I mentioned I'd been wanting - pizza and chicken pot pie. Unfortunately they were not the healthiest things I could have fed my daughter. Little E really just scraped the cheese and sausage off the pizza and hardly managed to chew, and the pot pie was mostly pastry with goopy chunks of grisly chicken. Hmm we resorted to porridge.
On a lighter note we had a great park day yesterday before the rain hit.
Here are some photos illustrating our afternoon, from the stroller ride to the goodbye hug.
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