This is our baby:
This is what happens when you are taking a photo and the subject decides to give the camera the old once-over:
Isn't this my bed?
Who needs a pillow when you've got Dad's head?
The windswept and interesting look:
Now . . . how do I get out of here?
What do you think of my "no ears" look then Mum?
Aaah comfort at last:
No one really understands how stressful my life is:
Would that be a biscuit in your hand, Dad?
Will the real Lucy please stand up?
Oh no Mum, not a bath:
I'm not coming down till I know it's worth my while:
Is it a bird, is it a plane? . . .
That's it, I've officially had enough . . . I'm done: