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Experimental chocolate, peanut butter, raisin and oatmeal cookies are in the oven now. Baking while I wait for the bread to rise.

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Emer was found kneeling on the bottom stair today. Later, Rob saw her move from the return to the landing, a matter of two stairs. Time for the stairgates, methinks.

She also asks me to play "Bop, bop, bop, boopsie," a game I discovered with Linnea, wherein I bob my head while grinning like a loon and chanting "Bop, bop, bop..." and the baby bashes his or her head into the soft, tender part of my nose when I sing out "Boopsie!" It's sore and very amusing.

Emer says, with a little fishie-pop sort of noise, "A-bop!" very quietly, and I start the game.

Emer also shakes her head for no, quite definitely.e

And climbs out the front door over the sill to crawl about on the path.

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Today was a four loads of laundry day, and four loads in the dishwasher. Locally, there was a horrible traffic accident, according to rumour involving one motorcycle and three cars. Maybe now they'll install lights at that junction. I assume the motorcyclist is dead. He was under one of the cars for over half an hour.