High jinks in the high chair

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Katy has graduated to a proper startrek style chair and is expanding her culinary repertoire while avoiding dairy. She loves tofu! Sleep is again difficult as more gnashers are emerging - I'm feeling like a wrung out dishcloth again. The dreaded return to work is now looming, but a neighbour has just assured me it's much easier than looking after a baby. Meantime Owen is practising looking after her once a week, and I'm practising NOT doing that - a very strange feeling!

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