Dad and I picked up the girls on Friday morning. Good to have them back, though I must say the bachelor lifestyle we had this past week wasn't half bad: quality food (pizza, burgers and the occasional bit of Japanese), culture (mostly loud music and some dancing) and heaps of wrestling.
My furry kiwi mate Funn-Maxum and I gave Ella a warm welcome. Her reaction was the equivalent of a teenager's 'whatever'. Never mind, we're glad she's here.
From that point, pressies started coming in. The big balloons from Tom were huge fun. Kept me going for a while.
The - literally - piece de resistance was Grant and Gino's chicken, corn and leek pie. Just look at that thing! Complete with Ella written on it. Now, in these situations one is always inclined to be gracious and say good things about presents. But that pie was seriously, genuinely amazing. We had this for dinner on Friday and on Saturday. It was that good. I ate half of it. Well, it certainly felt like it.
Little Ella pretty much slept through her first night at home. She stretched from midnight to 7 this morning. Not a bad start, let's see if she can do that again tonight. She's pretty chilled about things, I'm not too worried.
And life goes on. It was a beautiful spring day. As dad would say, it was SKC, 25 degrees with light variable wind. Keep those coming, I say.
Time for me to bid you good night and hand over to the night crew. Catch you soon.
