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Tuesday 7 July 2009

Until I actually manage to finish the post I've been working on for days

In case you need an indication of scale. Eep!



And a suspiciously cousin-Amelia-erish look if I'm not mistaken (although potentially I may just need to clean my glasses)


What happens when you leave the little dude to sleep.
Investigating the toy bucket. And chewing it. As you do.

Turns out, I wasn't actually needed (!!!) (... although it also turns out I need to vacuum the lounge)

1 comment:

caraMel said...

I LOVE waking up to new Cuinn piccies in the morning!
He just gets cuter by the minute doesn't he?
I do see what you mean about the giganta-ness of him too, perhaps some of the howling can be attributed to growing pains?
You must have super strong arm muscles from hefting him around.
You're looking lovely too!
Thanks for the update :)