Pub crawl

Emelyn is a rock star. Or certainly parties like one — up all night, sleep all day. All of which has left Azure and me feeling permanently jet-lagged, though we’ve barely left our living room.

We managed to hit one pub, at least. The Cambridge Blue, one of just two non-smoking pubs in all Cambridge, sits literally around the corner from our house. Alas, Azure is still stuck drinking ‘sparky water’, but dad, Aunt Sheri and Uncle Jeff managed to enjoy a few pints of Hobson’s Choice and Woodford Wherry in their baby-friendly beer garden. (Emelyn, meanwhile, stayed asleep in her sling.)

Most of the time, though, we’re at home. Because taking care of baby is, like, hard work. Az and I have plenty of things to be thankful for, and a big one at the moment is that Emelyn popped into our lives during this long ‘summer vacation’ — probably the last such break we’ll have. And I dunno how we’d manage otherwise.

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