Every night before we put the alarm on, we check to see where the cat is - is she inside or outside. All the windows are closed, she must be inside... where...
She's been found before in Cath's cupboard, in the baby cot, in the baby carrycot and this time... behind the CD player in a little nookie. Took us ages to find her! Sneaky cat!
This was little Emma, asleep on mom's bed. She wanted up, so we lifted her up, and then she passed out.
Spot the difference: Now you see it, now you don't. Seen it? It's the hair dumbass - it's all gone! Cath wanted a change so... snip, snip.
Oh, news: Malcolm's a daddy! (and Marianne is a mommy)
Get together fondue at the V house.
Forgot to take photos while people were still here.
We inherited the Wendy house from my parents... sio here it sits in our garden, needing to be put back together once I've bought the wood to replace the rotten stuff.
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With fears that winter was on the way, we got Emma in her (Emma snr bought) swimming costume and filled up the pool. Well, the baby pool that is.
She's still fascinated by water... and mom's new funky hairstyle.
IN the pool Emma. You're supposed to play IN the pool!
Mom was enjoying the sun too.
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