Sunday mornings have changed from tennis to Auskick which means instead of a trip to the Junee bakery, we get to visit Ajanta in Coolamon afterwards. Since I started working again at the library I've had to forgo the weekly trips to our favourite cafe so this was indeed a treat (I had a rhubarb and ginger cupcake, thanks for asking).
Since playing last year it seems like a switch has been flicked inside Jack's head. He still dances around like an extra on West Side Story but he's also more engaged with the play and as S stated in his typical fashion, was in danger of getting leather poisoning (from touching the ball too much!).