Yesterday was a black day for Louis. Not only was his name mispronounced by some minor NHS functionary (not, I suspect, for the last time) but we took precisely NO pictures of him. At all. This is the stuff of second-child persecution complexes. Anyway, today we gave him another bath, dressed him up in his stripey blue babygro from Grandma Pat, and let him loose on his new baby gym from Grandma Sheila and Papa Gordon. Holly showed him the ropes.
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