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Claire is loving the slide at daycare, so Chris and I took her to the playground across the street. She was a bit timid at first, hanging onto the edge with both hands while she went down, but loved it. She can actually push herself to get going. It seems like a tall order for a scrawny 9 month old, but she does it well. Her face is rather comical. She closes her eyes and opens her mouth. It doesn't look like she loves it, but she is all smiles afterward. Hmmm. Maybe her smiles are relief that the hair raising experience is done. I hadn't thought of that.
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Anonymous said…
Love the face.. She is so precious! Enjoy your blog and watching Claire grow and develop. Love to y'all! Aunt Karen
Anonymous said…
Claire has a bit of static electricity going on!!! OR maybe she is sporting the "hawk" again!

Love ya,
Jessica
Anonymous said…
So cute! I am unsure if it is joy or terror in her facial expression. I am sure she is loving it outside. We want to see her...it has been way too long since Christmas.
Uncle Phil and Auntie Lisa, Olivia, Luke and Ava
Erin&Joshua said…
Look what I miss when I leave my computer off for a day! Claire, it looked like you are going to be a big fan of roller coasters.

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