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20130526-210422.jpg you guys are so often pulling the same face at the same time… And what a spunky face that is 🙂

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Plus the night-coat I made from op shop blankees for Ollie, and the new hat you arrived home in from grandma’s (I worked at home while you had a date day with dad)

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PS I think you, dad, Ollie and Mags should be models!

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You two are so beautiful – especially when you are together.

We ate outside tonight, setting sun under the oak tree. It was a lovely way to diffuse your teething grizzles. It’s your canines coming in (I think) and this is the first time you’ve been drooling and nose-running like a true teething baby… Not even your molars caused this much pain. Poor sausage. I hope they come through quickly for you.

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(Again, apologies if you hate all this nudity.) this is the pic I had planned to use today… You LOVE my electric toothbrush, and have recently started blissing out in the shower (not to mention having a ball being able to turn it on and off yourself).

This is going to be my song of love. a year-long letter to you, Skipper Jim Tenzin Jones. I take at least a photo a day of you, my beautiful one year old boy, so uploading images will be a way to make sense of so many photos and a record of this year, 2013.

Thank you to the wonderful inspiration of Georgia Brizuela and her documenting delight blog.

Today we took a forest walk, to take advantage of Dad’s time home with us over Christmas. Maggie stayed home, having had a morning swim already (and because its no dogs allowed). Dad, you and I walked the King’s Canyon loop. You walked most of it yourself, hand in hand or trotting off on your own. Skip, your Dad and I are constantly looking at each other amazed and delighted by your tenacity, energy and hilarious sense of humour. You imitate the kookaburra’s call, sing your own songs and drum on the trees as you pass by. You grunt loudly or say “upp-pah!” With every tricky step up or down you have to take, only reaching for a hand if you can’t make it on your own.

You have a mind of your own, Skip, and love adventuring. You amuse us with your passive resistance, flopping down like a sack when we try to lead you back onto the path. Although the past few days you are quicker to anger after a feisty Christmas break with your older cousin. We are hoping to bring you back your easy going nature very quickly!

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A kookaburra watched us watching him.

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Too many ‘down’ steps and we got a little impatient, so the occasional shoulder ride was required.

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Nearly there.