My hand
It is my daily restless hour between four and eight. I am downstairs in the pram. 'Hey, what is that? Is that mine?' It moves when I move my hand?
You see what my sister Ces did when she was my age?
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2011
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July
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- My giraffe
- Ces laughing
- Me
- Grandma's birthday!
- Talking after drinking
- Growing well!
- The old town hall
- Simon and Ces are climbing
- Gabi and Ces
- Groceries from the market
- Ces, the motor cat
- Me in my bed
- Sleeping in the sling
- 3D cards
- Hip check in Amsterdam
- Ces eats cherries
- Loes birthday
- Raphael and Ces play in my room
- My hand
- Repair of the cloth
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July
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My big sister, Ces
Me, Leon