It's the end of the week and I'm fighting off a throat infection. Have a kid picspam; I know I need one.

These lecturers just keep getting younger and younger.
We went to the university this past weekend so that the bloke could have an office tidy and we could take the children to the Barber Institute (art gallery) and the Winterbourne botanic gardens. Ms Humuhumu took the opportunity to sit in his comfy swivel chair.

And brush up on her aerosol chemistry. As you do, of a Sunday.

Keiki took the opportunity to sit on the floor and dribble. He seemed pretty happy about it.

The Shed of Carnivorous Plants at the Winterbourne Gardens, which Humuhumu thought was great and wanted to share with
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Over the past few weekends, we have encountered about twenty of the 200 owl statues gracing various locations in Birmingham and its environs. Below the cut: Humuhumu, with owls.

Humuhumu with Hootankamoon.

Humuhumu hugging Owlbert.

Wise Old Owl. She ran off to the next owl before I could get my phone out, but I loved the design of this one, mimicking the Central Library behind it, so much that I snapped a photo without her.

Humuhumu and the owlship.

Humuhumu and the Active Owl.

Humuhumu and an owl whose name I can't recall. Sorry, owl.

Yesterday, some friends visited. Their three-year-old loves the pub as much as Humuhumu does. I anticipate the frequent recreation of this tableau in the coming years.

These lecturers just keep getting younger and younger.
We went to the university this past weekend so that the bloke could have an office tidy and we could take the children to the Barber Institute (art gallery) and the Winterbourne botanic gardens. Ms Humuhumu took the opportunity to sit in his comfy swivel chair.

And brush up on her aerosol chemistry. As you do, of a Sunday.

Keiki took the opportunity to sit on the floor and dribble. He seemed pretty happy about it.

The Shed of Carnivorous Plants at the Winterbourne Gardens, which Humuhumu thought was great and wanted to share with
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Over the past few weekends, we have encountered about twenty of the 200 owl statues gracing various locations in Birmingham and its environs. Below the cut: Humuhumu, with owls.

Humuhumu with Hootankamoon.

Humuhumu hugging Owlbert.

Wise Old Owl. She ran off to the next owl before I could get my phone out, but I loved the design of this one, mimicking the Central Library behind it, so much that I snapped a photo without her.

Humuhumu and the owlship.

Humuhumu and the Active Owl.

Humuhumu and an owl whose name I can't recall. Sorry, owl.

Yesterday, some friends visited. Their three-year-old loves the pub as much as Humuhumu does. I anticipate the frequent recreation of this tableau in the coming years.
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We had so much fun with the Shauns in Bristol :-)
I love that bar photo at the end.
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Glad to hear you enjoyed the Shauns!
When the two of them got up on that stool, S said to the bartender, "Please may I have an apple juice?" Then he was mortified when his dad admonished him with the information that he was queue-jumping. Such a terribly British child. :P
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And owls! :o)
I love the studious pics!
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Speaking of which, I've been meditating on/worrying about the assumptions that others (and probably her parents too) will make now that she's wearing glasses. She's going to be expected to be bookish and intellectual. I wonder how much that's going to end up shaping her future personality.
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The owls are indeed part of a big sculpture trail/charity project. :)