Mr Mouse hangs around
It was the first day back at the dayjob today. Freya celebrated by spewing over J and I first thing this morning. I missed her terribly and didn't want to put her down when I got home.
Now then - toys. I've been trying hard not to name any of Freya's toys; waiting for her to be old enough to name them herself. The mouse, kindly knitted by Emma Singer and stalwart friend to the baby in her tricky early days, seems to demand a name though. I'm going to resist naming it, but you don't have to.
Now then - toys. I've been trying hard not to name any of Freya's toys; waiting for her to be old enough to name them herself. The mouse, kindly knitted by Emma Singer and stalwart friend to the baby in her tricky early days, seems to demand a name though. I'm going to resist naming it, but you don't have to.
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