Week 31: Refelction in the mirror of one of my Uncle Barry's 1920's motorbikes. 
Week 32: I wore this blue jumpsuit when I was little. Ignatius is checking out the chicken feed with two lovely Sommer boys. 
Week 33: He looks unsure here, but I promise he loved camping at Agnes Waters with Uncle Scott and Aunty Alice. 
Week 34: Freshly awake.
Week 35: A big morning. A home-made ice-block stained t-shirt. (This month is a little lacking in smiles now I see them, but this is perhaps a realistic collection for that reason. We have been sick for too long. I am hoping he has a whole mouthful of teeth to show for the trouble any day now. He still laughs beautifully and smiles generously, sometimes, just a little more coaxing is needed).
*This post is part of the 52 project: a portrait of Ignatius, once a week, every week (posted monthly...), in 2013.*
Love his doey look when he'd just woken up. Can't get enough of this bub!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Al, I like the just woken up pouty lips too xo
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ReplyDeleteSorry to hear he hasn't been happy lately! We hope he recovers quickly for a play with Freddie.
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