Well, we went to the airport, and picked up Auntie Hanna. And then we....

Ate her pizza.
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Posed for a family photo. Sort of.

We taunted Auntie through the French doors.

Then we relented and let her come through the French doors after all. This time.

Then Sebbie decided he was tired of bonking his head, so he wore some protection for a while. Mostly he needs protection from his Mama's clumsiness.

But Mama isn't always clumsy. It's worth risking it for the occasional snuggle.

And Aunties are good to snuggle too. Especially aunties with toast.

And aunties without toast aren't bad either. Especially after a tiring day...

...of lounging.

Try walking a mile in Sebbie's shoes. Or boots. It's pretty tiring, even if they do have octopuses on them and are 20 sizes too big.