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Thank you for my babies, whoever you may be. I don't believe in God, I think, but I do feel generic wild gratitude that I have two - TWO - such glorious, biological, round-limbed healthy hungry babies who grow and grow and GROW in mind and body, developing new skills and independence by the hour sometimes it seems, even Linnea who needs me about a tenth as much as I need her.

I do note that my physical relationship with Linnea is different now. She's not so edible as once she was, she's more distant, and much, much more horseplay-y. I can't quite tell whether this comes from me or her, but that may not be important.

Emer is still edible, wiv widdle scwoo-on handses.

And tasty toesies. Nyum.

Emer walks and talks now. Well, totters and babbles. And kisses! And cuddles!

And bites. Nyum!