
Ok, so she doesn't seem to know the word bosom but belly does start with the same letter (and it is huge so rather hard to avoid).


This year I introduced Naomi to the annual ritual of paddling in a freezing cold lake, we'll build up to swimming in it. She didn't seem to happy at first (the leg in the air kept getting shaken) but soon seemed to get the idea and had to be stopped from going deeper than her knees (good job Granny Anne was there to think about things like pulling her skirt up!)

As you can see we had some stunning weather in week 3 of camping which made it much more toddler friendly.


The discovery of third week was pockets and boy was she pleased with that discovery. She strutted her way across the field and back all day, only taking her hands out to show she could still master the slides.
So there you have it, photographs galore.
Labels: Keswick, Naomi, pregnant