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<\/a>I grab, therefore I am.<\/p><\/div>\n
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<\/a>Getting bigger!<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Checking out some toys.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>I will eat you now!<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Look, a smile! \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Meanwhile, the computer addicted bigger siblings were getting their daily fix.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Rain, rain, here’s more rain. This summer has been ‘unusually’ wet, or to be more precise, this summer has reminded me of the summers of my youth, when Reykjav\u00edk was all wet, and Akureyri in the north was all sunshine. It’s been switched for the past, oh let’s guess, seven years or so I’m told. The big question then is: Does this mean that the UK will finally get a good summer, meaning dad can quit complaining that Iceland’s stolen ‘his’ summer? \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Emma’s been working hard on her hand\/eye coordination. \u00a0She’s getting pretty good at grabbing things, although she’s still a bit flail-y.<\/p>\n