Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Instead of 1000 words

A handmade hat that turned up during packing.
The mess inside our house.
The mess outside our house.
An angelic-looking baby who has unwisely chosen this moment of upheaval to cut new teeth, all night long.
Two nice-list hopefuls.
The mobile imp who has discovered that un-baby-proofed interiors can be a landscape of pure fun.

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