Morgan woke up in time to hang out with Evan after he got home from work.




Little Miss Grabby meets Mr. Blurry Cam.




We had a rather low-key day after that, and the pattern of Morgan not being able to go down at "bed time" continued, with its usual interlude of her hanging out with us in the kitchen while dinner was being prepared.




I'm not really sure why I was making that face. It's my own little Mona Lisa moment.




The next morning we stopped in at a sandwich shop before doing some shopping in Banbury, where the shopkeeper apparently wasn't all that committed to the poppy fund given that they'd piled up their sandwich paper over the box on the counter.




I do realize that pants means something different in the UK than it does in North America, but these struck me as rather funny. Who doesn't want easy on pants?

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