Those were the 30 minutes when the blog was often written. And it seems the last 4 weeks have seen a temporal shift which used all those 30 minutes with a trip to Banchory to see Nana and Baba; a trip to High Wycombe to see the Southern Rookes for my niece's 18th (another temporal shift of a different kind); a very bad tooth infection for Mummy; and, quite crucially in eating up all our time, was selling our flat and being left with the daunting prospect of homelessness to use up the spare minutes desperately searching for a place to rent before we went on holiday at the end of October. We did it...just. With only a few hours to spare. It really doesn't take a lot to use up the little time you have left when you have an increasingly active and defiant nearly 2 year-old supreme being in tow. So apologies for the delay, but in my little families hierarchy of needs sorting a roof over our head became Daddy's number one priority. Below is a photo archive for the last 4 weeks to keep you up to speed with the life of Rookes. Normal business will hopefully resume with the next post about our trip to Spain.
Blending in with nature
Playground fun (Part 1)
All aboard with Nana and Baba
Out-swinging Nana
Playground fun (Part 2)
Crazy bouncing space hoppers
The Southern Rookes
A giggling birthday girl with Grandma and Grandad
Chloe with her best-looking uncle
18 years old - where did the years go?
