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Sunday 18 November 2007

Hey baby

Noah, looking for all the world like he didn't spend the previous night keeping all the other babies in special care awake ... apparently he has quite a set of lungs on him.




Lola and her hairy uncle



To give you an indea of how teeny tiny she really is, this is her, holding her uncle's thumb


This one is quite fuzzy, but still gorgeous



And Sienna, having a marvellous time at the playground. Still dry. Before aunty took her to look at a water feature, and she ended up in it (in my defence, it was a logical assumption to a non-parent that the nineteen month old would stand on the side of the pond and look, as opposed to dashing in for the sheer fun of it. I also had no idea a nineteen month old would be quite so fast. Now I do.)





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