The Monster decided she wanted to spend last night with the grandspoilers which meant Wrigglesworth and I had a lovely day to ourselves today. This afternoon we went to a different park, the one with the duck pond, and Wrigglesworth watched the ducks with suspicion. I can see his point, I've always found ducks to be a bit shifty. I think they know things.
Anyway, duck watching over, he blew raspberries into his compote. Always a fun game.
And gave me lots of gratifyingly loving big blue-eyed stares.