You'd probably think that this is a picture of my daughter when she was a baby but no it is infact my son! Poor boy.
This is what happens when you live in a pub with a small child, said child suddenly becomes a form of entertainment for the locals.
Living in a pub with children did have it's plus points though, like now they are very sociable little things, so it's not all bad.
Now go and check out Tara's blog over at Sticky Fingers to see the other entries for this week, you could even join in yourself.
