These lecturers just keep getting younger and younger.
We went to the university this past weekend so that the bloke could have an office tidy and we could take the children to the Barber Institute (art gallery) and the Winterbourne botanic gardens. Ms Humuhumu took the opportunity to sit in his comfy swivel chair.
And brush up on her aerosol chemistry. As you do, of a Sunday.
Keiki took the opportunity to sit on the floor and dribble. He seemed pretty happy about it.
The Shed of Carnivorous Plants at the Winterbourne Gardens, which Humuhumu thought was great and wanted to share with emelbe.
Over the past few weekends, we have encountered about twenty of the 200 owl statues gracing various locations in Birmingham and its environs. Below the cut: Humuhumu, with owls.
Humuhumu with Hootankamoon.
Humuhumu hugging Owlbert.
Wise Old Owl. She ran off to the next owl before I could get my phone out, but I loved the design of this one, mimicking the Central Library behind it, so much that I snapped a photo without her.
Humuhumu and the owlship.
Humuhumu and the Active Owl.
Humuhumu and an owl whose name I can't recall. Sorry, owl.
Yesterday, some friends visited. Their three-year-old loves the pub as much as Humuhumu does. I anticipate the frequent recreation of this tableau in the coming years.
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