No, not niece Little Jo, but great niece Little Em (her names begins with M, so she is not Emma or Emily).
It is her daddy's birthday, so mummy and daddy have gone to town for a meal and a ride on the big ferris wheel.
R was feeding Little M her bottle and I laid down the law to 5 month old Little M. Now my girl, when you projectile vomit your milk, make sure it goes on R and not the carpet. As she was intaking, at the other end R said she outaking, so to speak. That's his department to deal with.
After a play on the floor, another nurse ensued, and sure enough, out came some milk. She got both the carpet and R, most delightfully on his bare foot.
Dog Jack was picked up by his mummy and her partner today who have been in Queensland for some dry and nice weather, where they had neither. Dog Jack threw up once while here. I picked up the solids and left the rest to dry and it vacuumed up nicely. Then there was the picking up in the park of his doings. Now I clean up baby vomit. Such is life. Thankfully they all go home.
Little Em is so different to Little Jo when she was a baby. Little Em is a contented baby who smiles a lot, 'talks' away, sleeps a lot and is a very agreeable baby. Much as we love Little Jo, she was a difficult baby who did not like to sleep and it took walks around the block in her pram to get her to sleep.
They are seven years different in age and they will/are being brought up very differently in very different family situations. By the age of five months, Little Jo had only had us as baby sitters. Little Em has already had multiple family members baby sit her. Yet the contented Little Em and the more challenging Little Jo will both make the world a better place, just differently.