babies

The Robinson clan has just discovered their first spawn is brewing. I am happy because they are kind of semi, distant cousins to us (but you need your blurry goggles on to make the links). So it means one day (weather permitting) Finley will have another (kind of) cousin to play with (and this is a lot sooner than the Whaynards are ever going to be spawning (if ever) (no pressure Kiki, no pressure Fur)).

So, in summary, happy pregnancy to the Robinsons, most especially to the designated carrier of spawn, Angie. I hope it is a boy, but I don't mind, because both kinds are awesome. The Whijos support you, and it is awesome, and keep up the good work.

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A few months ago Mandy posted about Finley and his sleep habits, how we were acquiring a copy of Elizabeth Pantley's No-Cry Sleep solution. We acquired the book, we started a routine, things improved a bit; when I say improved I mean we went from waking every hour to waking every two hours. Everything got a bit muddled when we went to Durban last month. I went for a week, and Mandy and Finley stayed on for another two weeks. Finley is almost 10 months old now, and crawling, drooling, and babbling like a mad man.

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