Dziadek's back! My old man managed to get on one of the last flight's earlier this week – stealthy bugger – even though it was delayed. Hanging out at the airport for 2 hours with BB is not my idea of fun. Damn you evil gift shops and your array of soft-toy Australian dogs. Thank you travelators, you are life saving albeit a little monotonous.
We headed over to Manly yesterday for the sole purpose of getting BB a scooter from her grandad – or DJAJDA! – as she says. Now the poor little mite is faced with some arduous life decisions – will she take the stroller or scooter to bed with her? Tough choice.