I have no idea why Brodie and Grier like playing in the cot so much? Brodie tosses in a bunch of toys, they get in, jump about, play, lie down next to each other and are generally as happy as pigs in mud. That is until someone gets a foot to the head. But until then, it’s all smiles.
I can’t seem to get a photo of Brodie in focus for all the tea in China. He just rushes about at top speed whenever he thinks I’m getting too close. Sheesh, being a Mamarazzi is not as easy at it looks you know…..