27 December 2013
We gave the chickens their Christmas left over lunch. Five/six sausages wrapped in bacon, two stuffing balls, Yorkshire puddings, carrots, peas and beans. They loved it, they’d even had two pears earlier and still found room for the left overs.
I’d started to think about something I might be able to design to assist in bottle washing, but it could be an effort to make and keep clean itself.
We’d just about got used to the different cries that dear son was making and what they were likely to mean and now this teething thing could be affecting it. He seems to dribble a bit now when he’s on the bottle which could potentially be part of it.