Neither Squirms or I can breathe through our noses. R is on a short business trip. I have decided that since we're both sick and she has two teeth coming through, he should bring me back jewelry, like diamonds or sapphires.
We've been busy playing (when she's not distraught over breathing and those teeth).
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| "Why are these bars here?" |
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| "I'm coming to get you...." |
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| The spoon....or magic wand....or conductor's baton.... |
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| Kisses for Winnie the Pooh! |
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| We still love Sophie. |
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| And ceiling fans. |
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| What more can I say about this face. |
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| She now thinks the camera strap is a toy. |
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| The head band is too big, there is a shadow, but her eyes are so pretty. |
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| I wonder what Peter is telling her.... |
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| "Don't worry Peter, we'll get out of this basket somehow" |
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