the sprout becomes the flower
27.7.05
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6 rubber neckers:
what a beauty!
She's a doll. And here's proof that at one point she DID sleep!
thank you all...i think she's rather "tute" myself.
cm-i didn't mind the wake up nurse sleep thing. now its the wake up nurse party thing.
cbt-the baby burrito is definately a skill, a skill held only by the virgin mary, and neonatal nurses.
so sweet.
I was okay at swaddling for abit. Once she figured out how to get her arms out, though we were done for.
Strangely enough, V has always loved baths. Except for the occasional angry bath, she's a big fan.
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