Darling Rosie wasn’t very well when Liz brought her in to see me a little earlier today. I held her in my arms, rocking her whilst patting her bottom, and she stopped crying and dozed. Almost every time I stopped patting, in order to grab my mobile for a photo opportunity (thought you might like to see how she’s grown), she opened her eyes and pulled a face; Rosie really likes having her bottom patted and hates having her photograph taken! Nevertheless, I managed to take these. Doesn’t Liz look pretty in her hat?