
... and a play on the swings, happily being pushed by Big Bro Al. Lovely Autumn morning.

We'd tackled the folk festival twice already with just Al but I was a bit dubious about managing the full 4 days with 2 small children, and actually enjoying any of it! So we agreed we would just get one-day tickets for the day when most of the bands we were interested in hearing would appear. Hmmm, this got trickier when we discovered that Uncle Billy would be playing two nights. So Daddy went ahead and booked full festival tickets anyway ... and we did really well in how much we actually got to stay for. We have to slip in a little mention here for the Imagined Village who were mummy's favourites. Annie had fun with lots of cuddles from Sophie and everyone else. She also got to sample some of the festival food - bits of Al's pasta and pancake.
Annie is finding her way around solid food (if you can call it that) and in true Petry style has shown a strong liking for cheese. She often doesn't eat very much which surprises people given that she is a little chubby baby (in the most beautiful sense of the word, of course). Being a baby, she is firmly of the opinion that food is meant to be a whole body experience.






Once home Annie had to be introduced to certain family traditions. The first of these was the Petry windowseat where an entire generation of Petry children (all 1 of them before Annie) have napped and had their bottoms changed.
Mummy and Annie having an early cuddle a few hours after the birth.