I'll be sad when Izzie stops saying "tracko-tracko" for crocodile. She pronounces just about everything else perfectly, so it's particularly hard to keep a straight face when she tosses that one into one of her dialogues.
Ollie is starting to drag himself around, wounded-soldier-style. My last shred of freedom is officially gone. I now spend my last moments of free time running around, picking up choking hazards off the floor in case he gets there first! He has the best giggle in the world.
and he plays the cutest game of hide and seek with every scrap piece of cloth he gets his fat little fingers on :) and flirts with his eyes constantly. And has started making his version of Izzie's "rocker chick" face...
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