After the present drought, the deluge began: we gave Emily her dolls' house, the beautiful clothes Gail had sent, some playdough and also her scooter. Later she went outside for a practise with Nick and did OK though apparently had trouble turning it.
Mid-afternoon, we togged up and walked over to Jo's apartment for a party. The streets were really quiet, like Christmas Day at home.
It was just us and Bettina, Steve and their two kids. The gathering was very convivial and relaxed and the children did not fight. The food all worked out well and there was just the right amount.
At bathtime, Emily's weariness showed through and she retired from the tub early in tears.
We eventually left at 8.15 and got a taxi home.
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