When Breakfast Goes Wrong...

An aesthetic hick-up over breakfast

Dinner looks suspicious...

... and tea? Not even served!

When food goes wrong, all day long, that doesn't mean that there isn't anything redeeming about the day as a whole (though one might suspect so)!
Last Sunday Tara woke up to find that Tante Claudia had arrived over night, to stay and play FOREVER*! Thirty seconds later Tara had overcome a brief attack of shyness, smiled a sun-shiney smile and realised that all around her aunt, there were loads and loads of goodies, like new blankets, books and yet more new puzzles. Another thirty seconds later, mummy had become superfluous to requirement (Ah, what a relaxing week I've had!).

So. A few days ago, all Tante Claudia knew about Tara and puzzles was what she'd seen here (<-- Video). And here they go, launching a very successful puzzling career together. I bet Claudia didn't know the joy one can derive from doing the self same 12 piece puzzle 89 times in one week!
(That puzzle, of course, is only one of the many wonderful things Claudia and Tara did together all week long. Mummy essentially did nothing other than provide nourishment and the occasional cuddle and nappy! Ah, how relaxing... or have I said so already?)

The women of the family

PS.: We don't really look the same, do we?! The postman thought I'd dyed my hair. Come on, Mr. Postman, really...

* FOREVER will last 6 days, but Tara doesn't know that yet.