Rose has really been becoming more and more active over the past few days. She also has been developing a greater ability to communicate her desire for particular things - cars, bunnies, forks, chocolates... - and her displeasure if they are removed from her ever-strengthening grasp.
While Rose and Ana were being minded by a small army of relatives, we took the opportunity of playing on the big-kids swing!
Yes, I know we have a lot of pictures at the park, but Ana does so love it, and we do spend a lot of our waking hours there...
again!! Here she is being whirled around by her Great Uncle Bah and Nana - we're not sure who was having the most fun : )
But there wasn't much hope of Tim getting extra sleep with all of us around, especially with Rose lying on his tummy!
When Daddy explained that the object of the game was to get your ball as close to the little white ball as possible, Ana didn't realise she had to stand still. She legged it down the garden and gently placed her ball right next to the jack, clever girl!
She looks like she has happily juggled two little ones on her knees before!
...DVLA will send a giant to pick up your car.
Our Ana LOVES watering. And if she can get soaked in the process, well, all the better! 
You know how when you go to those theme-parks in mid summer, and you have to queue for 49 minutes to go on a rollercoaster which then makes you feel sick? 
So, the first real ponytail... sniff... she is growing up so fast! What happened to our little baby who kept us up all night? (Oh wait, there is a new one doing that now...).
So we had a special day out at an 'open farm', introducing Ana to many and varied forms of livestock. 
Ana was quite hilarious trying to pat the sheep - she would reach out tentatively, give them a quick whack and recoil her hand instantly while looking rather shocked.
On our trip to Cambridge the weekend before last (yes, we are rather behind on this blog posting.... sorry), there just happened to be a generous dusting of Easter eggs around Gran and Grampa's garden. 
The fun that can be had with a ball. And poor Rose had to miss it all, sleeping all afternoon, it seemed, in her pushchair.
Larking around with Uncle Simon.
Some people stop to smell the roses.
We thought this stump with daisies at its base made an ideal seat for our eldest... and she thought so too!
Ana caught in a rare moment of pensivity. (Is that a word?)
Sometimes all that is required for happiness is a friendly knee to sit on, some sunshine, and a finger or two to chew...
