Plotting*

Cylon B: “Look, Zo Zo- this is the lap top we need. Thing is, by the time we have enough vocabulary to ask Daddy for it- it will be out of date…”
Cylon A: “Life sucks, No Nom. We can only get so far on ice/ham/cheese…”

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*Caption by Granny Moth

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“Hmm… find the Higgs boson and then snack. I can do that.” *

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*Caption by Granny Moth.

Forty-five minutes after refusing to eat lunch

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OCD or MIT

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She’s so awesome! Clears out a cupboard and then restacks everything properly. What a gal!

Tough day thanks to my being a klutz and dropping a glass dish in the kitchen. The shards scattered out of the kitchen and Zoey stood on one. Ouch! A tiny cut (her first blood) and it looks like she will keep all her toes. I washed it, put some cream and a plaster (or Band Aid) on it. Zoey was not impressed and by the end of the day the wheels had very much come off.

I swear I am not making this up but when Alex got home Naomi mimed what was up with Zoey. Naomi pointed at Zoey, then Zoey’s foot and then made exaggerated sad face. Nailed it.

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