Two photographs this week. In the first, Elroy reading one of my old Clifford books, perched on his little chair having pulled apart the living room. I honestly can't wait for the destruction phase to end (does it end?), I feel like I just put everything back in its place, and then it is all over the floor again. In the second: snotty, grizzly and a bit sick with a chesty cough. I'm not sure if his molars are starting to come. Despite it all he's actually been pretty good, and cuddly too, which is unusual, but very nice.