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    About a boy named Hugo, a girl named Sophia, and three cats.

    January 2008
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I am so proud of you.

Today you started preschool. That little sentence does not seem big enough to hold all the emotions it creates inside me. I am letting myself have just a tiny few minutes to feel sad at how quickly you are growing up, when I look at you and see more and more the person you are becoming, and less and less of the baby you were.

“Ok, ‘bye Mum! See you later!” you said, already turning your head to the excitement of other children and rooms full of activities yet to be tried.

I am missing your constant stream of chatter (I never thought I’d say that!), your elaborate imaginative world and games.

I wonder what you will learn away from me? Will I still be able to create magic for you in our lounge-room by turning a cardboard box into a treehouse or a train? Or by spreading out your blue sheet and making an ocean on the floor for us to swim in together as cuttle fish, chased by Sophie, the creepy-crawler fish? How much longer will I be your ultimate resource for providing answers to all your questions? How long until I hear “But *someone else* says …”? How soon until I hear you talking about something and realise I have no idea who told you that, where you learnt that, what made you think that?

Sophie misses you. Taking toys is no fun when there is no-one to take them from. I can’t elicit from her the paroxyms of giggling delight that you do without trying. I am surprised at just how much mischief she is getting into without you here to entertain her. We will enjoy these days together but this first day, it all feels a bit strange with a Hugo shaped hole in everything.

I’m so proud of you.

eight months


(if you look closely you can see both of her teeth

So easy she can do it on her head!

Sophia’s first Christmas was fun. She got some great gifts (the best of which she is ‘sharing’ with Hugo, according to … Hugo). It’s amazing to be in 2008 and looking towards her first birthday already – she is two thirds of a year old.

Her speed and mobility has rearranged life a little bit. Hugo is increasingly frustrated with her venturing into his games and so plays with everything up on the sofas and arm chairs which makes it difficult to find somewhere to sit! He is becoming competent at playing one handed, with the other hand fending her away (most amusingly, placed on her forehead to prevent her from coming any closer).

Hugo starts preschool this week :O I’m sure Sophia will miss him (and so will I!!).My babies are growing up so quickly …

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