... with Princeling (and his mum) in his mithril coat.
What with taking in some café culture,
and promenading round the lake,
it's really enough to make a chap quite tired.
one day past midwinter
9 hours ago
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Wonderful pics.
Aw he's a sweetie and the jacket s lovely, it tones with the sky and his eyes..
He is a regal looking child, indeed.
He looks so cosy in the jacket you fashioned for him. He seems to be absorbing cafe culture perfectly!
If I was not a mother hardened by long exposure to teenagers, I would be tempted to go "aah isnt he sweet"
Although he is rather, isn't he?
love those little fingers...
Adorable!
And the jacket is lovely.
Well, as someone who is happily accustomed to not having children, I have to say he's really very pleasant and easy company, and generally a rather fine fellow, and very placid and likes his kip; slept through a whole pizza and gossip session with barely a murmur, and any movement or travelling sends him off. Isobel takes him off to singing rehearsals, plops him down anywhere and if necessary sings with him attached and feeding, no one seems to mind, least of all him.
His fingers are particularly busy and expressive, and the buttons I thought went very well with his eyes.
It's really nice to be able to enjoy the smoke-free environment in the cafes now, which I was more than usually aware of with a small baby in tow.
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