148 - icecream sundays

Dad was in good form tonight - his friends drove me along to see him and we stopped off at the chippy to get some ice cream (made by them) - so tasty. It was lovely all of us sitting in dads wee room eating ice cream. He seemed to enjoy it, I spoke with the nurses to see about him moving on food wise, he is still on 'mixed mashed'. He is going to be reassessed this week, hoping he will get a slice of toast and marmalade in the mornings.
For the last 3 mornings he has packed up his room, taken down all the photos from the wall and the cards and photos from the windowsill. My mum is upset about it thinking he is distressed, however I pointed out tonight that every morning in life for years he has got up and tidied up. My mum goes to bed and leaves her mug etc for dad to organise in the morning. He is simply doing his normal routine, this cracked us up - I think mum was relieved when we realised and remembered he is a creature of habit.

the dress made from this pattern i shortened sleeves and omitted the zip(too difficult).