The kids
More fun with friends
There was also a cackle-filled attempt at Greco-Roman wrestling between Anne and Bethany in Starbucks. They’re going to be a handful!
Name that monkey
After ten months, I finally got round to making a sock monkey for Anne. Here is Doug, helpfully carrying the baby.
She tried to grab it when it wasn’t complete and we saw her first tantrum of sorts when I took it away from her. But now it’s finished (only took me a full week to make a tiny monkey) and she can have it.
What it doesn’t have is a name. She has so many soft toys I’ve given up. Her favourite cat plushie is named Cat. So help me come up with a name!
Update: his name is Boris.
Her favourite thing
Is a plastic cup.
From Who are you and why are you rinsing me to I love my 爸爸
Neil owns a huge stack of teeshirts (at varying levels of stylishness). But he does tend to wear a few over and over again. Here he is, with his first-born when she was about half a month old, and she’d just had her first bath:
And the same shirt again, after giving Anne her shower (she’s about nine and a half months old):
(It’s not the same towel. She grew out of that hooded one within a few weeks and complained that it was too thin.)