Rachael - Early November 2000
Finally, her eyes have opened. Big, bright eyes, and she stares around a
lot. Bronwyn brought her round so we could ooh and aah and do a spot of
baby-sitting. I took the occasion to take a few photos, and then
disappear to the computer room and hide when she started to cry. I'm a
fair-weather uncle. The moment she bellows, I am gone.
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Big inquisitive eyes, getting a handle on hands and what they are
for.
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Bit solemn, but very interested in the world.
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