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A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months)

Christmas craft. Doing arts and raft with you inspires me to be more creative. I love watching how you use colour, or position objects, or draw shapes, completely uninhibited by any social contracts and rules that we somehow learn along the way and forget how to unlearn. Thank-you for teaching me to colour outside the lines, sprinkle too much glitter, and see fantastical stories in the most basic scribbles. 

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A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months)

All the girls and Jack at his christening.

"The circles of women around us weave invisible nets of love that carry us when we're weak, and sing with us when we're strong." Sark

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A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months) 

The first thing you do in the morning, in your half-sleepy-half-waking-up state, is climb onto a chair, onto a cupboard, and make your way to our desk where you sit and discover whatever curious object catches your interest. 

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A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months) 

It's hard to capture your silliness, your crazy ways, and funny games. When your silly moods coincide, there is no stopping you. It's like the force of a thousand belly laughs whirling around the apartment, sweeping up anyone who steps in its path.