Thursday, March 13, 2014

Sleeping on, green apple and syllables.

1. This morning Bettany and I can sleep... and sleep... and sleep. It's nearly lunchtime when we wake up properly.

2. I am rather pleased that in the selection of macarons there is a green apple flavoured one that delights Meredith.

3. When we are alone again Bettany talks "Da-da-da-da-da". The syllables come tumbling out of her mouth as if she can't stop.

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