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At the moment, we're so busy that I'm too busy to say so! Back in the day, June through 'til August used to be the whirlwind months and then a downward spiral to the Summer holidays...How times have changed!

Sadly, squeezing two catch up blog entries into whatever time I can find is really blocking the flow of my creative juices! Nevermind that, it's hard to remember all that has happened over just the last 10 days under pressure...

Our darling Jorja is growing, questioning, climbing and (often) testing us! A scolding brings a "Why did you?" and a graze gets a "Ouch! It's sore!"...and there are many occurences of both on a daily basis! I didn't get to the Clinic for a check up yet - but ask anyone - she looks fine! Coming home to Jorja after a busy day's work is a wonderful way to end the day.

An impromptu visit with Aunty Kim on Camps Bay beach last Friday was exactly what we needed to treat our over-heated bodies and (homesick hearts)...and tomorrow we look forward to sharing in Lloyd and Rene's special day on the rocks at Blouberg. 'Tis the season of love...

...and heat! What did we do without fans in the past? Did we have such intense heat in the past? Well then I guess, despite the schedule rendering us 'headless-chicken' state, we are thankful for the airconditioning at my work. Mind you, Bonny Babies does have a plastic, water-filled alternative that is also very attractive...

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