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[danuv]

Bad bad bad bad night. Jack is still sick and has some kind of throat thing going on so he woke up at 11:30 squawking like a wounded goose and sounding generally miserable. I stayed up with him until 3am then woke Tomas up to take over and tried to go to bed except that I had violent explosive coughing fits that I couldn't get under control. The last time I noticed the clock it was 4:30. Tomas said Jack was up until around 6:30. He's in bed now but not sleeping very well. I'm not looking forward to both of us having to trek out to get the girls in the 15 degree wind chill at 2:30.

Today Rhiannon is 10. Nine years ago we celebrated her first birthday and she looked like this:



I'll get a picture of her this afternoon for comparison.

Haha, I forgot about this picture. Oh Tomas, always trying to kill our children with your daredevil antics.

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[danuv.livejournal.com]

He hasn't dropped one yet but it scares the crap out of me. Luckily Rhiannon was the only baby who really encouraged him to throw her super high. Both Jack and Isadora are smart enough to be scared when he gets past a certain height. It was an amazingly lucky picture. The timing... the sun... it all just worked.