Vouge, Vouge, Vouge

How time flies, apologies for the distinct lack of blogging over the past month, I haven't even thought of getting near a computer in the midst of countless mother and baby groups, moving house, planning husbands birthdays, and of course my strict beauty regime which consumes 5 hrs of every day. Now you know my secret.

I took Evie to our first Baby Massage Class this afternoon, complete with relaxing baby classical whale singing, I kid thee not. It was fantastic! Oils and everything. We both loved it and it worked because she promptly filled two nappies with her very own version of peanut butter and slept soundly for the rest of the afternoon. Who's a clever girl.

We then met Daddy and went for an ice-cream and a stroll along the beach...which Mummy accidently on purpose turned into a stroll past the shops and low and behold we saw that the local photography studio is holding a baby competition! What a surprise! Daddy needed absolutely NO persuasion and we're all going along next week for our "studio session". What a classic proud parents stunt. But just look at that little face, who could resist?!