Fun at the local playground on Saturday afternoon. Papa does things Mommy hasn't dared to yet!
Ah yes, brownies for the rugby match, and little missy got a hold of the spoon.
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
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An American woman I saw the other day referred to Estelle as a "toddler". It's enough for cardiac arrest. "No, no, she's just shy of 15 months", I replied, laughing. "Exactly, a toddler", the smug New Yorker retorted back to me. What? Where is my baby, Estelle? Toddler? I think I'm in shock. I need a cocktail. Toddler? Surely I'll be, like, 40 or something when she's a toddler?
Fun at the local playground on Saturday afternoon. Papa does things Mommy hasn't dared to yet!
Ah yes, brownies for the rugby match, and little missy got a hold of the spoon.
Fun at the local playground on Saturday afternoon. Papa does things Mommy hasn't dared to yet!
Ah yes, brownies for the rugby match, and little missy got a hold of the spoon.
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2 comments:
Estelle does look so tall and not a baby anymore...it's true! Great pictures!!
The word "toddler" is hard for me too Jules! Every time someone says that Thalia is a toddler I want to correct them. I don't have a toddler, I have a baby. I'm ready to have a baby, not so ready to have a toddler. :)
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