It took a while, but Emma began to stand up and put pressure on her leg. The doc said she would when it no longer hurt her and obviously that was it... she'd wanted to walk but just couldn't.
So as soon as she could stand up again, it was back to her old habits... attacking the fridge magnets.
How cute is that cast huh?
Cath took these pics obviously. One random night, Emma demanded I lie down next to her. She does that quite often after story time, but normally tells me to go away after five minutes of tickles on her back and stomach. This time though, I ... may have dozed off. cath loved the arm symetry.
Story time with granny Fi!
Had my old school friends and kids around for a braai during November too. Great to catch up after so long... even if Armand's Michael Daniel and Steven's Patrick did battle for supremacy most of the day.
Emma was a happy camper.
Cath took these photies to show Emma's bedtime habit of tucking her teddy, dollie and pig up for the night. They're so important to her that she gives them pride opf place, sacrificing her own pillow to give them the treatment they deserve.
Then, when we decided to take Emma for a walk around the neighbourhood one day, she decided she needed a few friends along for the trip. Cath had to break it to her that there just wasn't room on Daddy's back. So she settled for just dollie.
Supper - by Alan valkenburg, aged 33 and a half.
And a strawberry tongue - by Emma Valkenburg, aged two and a bit.
And Emma takes to her black motorbike in our passage.
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