Monthly Archives: February 2007

And the reason the blog fell behind! Auntie S, tis all your fault:

I’m starting to put my toys in my mouth… Shake my rattle… Reach for the crunchy flowers… And spin around in bed so I kick dad as much as possible during the night.

Thanks Nanna Gaye.

Here’s your friend again, the one you always see in the bath! PS Happy birthday Papa!

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The sundress The dinner out The quiet Bali courtyard moment