A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Party at the crib

We tried something new last night, and it went really well: Olivier spent most of the night in his bedroom, on his own. I'm not sure how I feel about this, though...

Here he is, hanging out in his crib with his musical giraffe (now broken, the giraffe makes the saddest music. Any idea how to cure it?), just because.

Tomorrow is immunization day. There might be a bit less smiles afterwards!

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