I've been so worried about Daddy's weight loss.
Then I looked at John-on-the-right and he is like pipe-cleaner man. Tiny little arms and legs. So I'm relieved on that front at least.
Some pics from the faux-bbq today.
Tiny, tiny little grill (to be sung to the tune of twinkle, twinkle little star)
But it was only for seven of us, and none of the men eat much. Intended to be more of a snack than a proper dinner.
Dads being grill-master.
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