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Date: 28 November 2005 20:17:01
This morning, I went into baby b's room in response to the squeaking I could hear, which, if he could speak, would have been "help! help!". He had turned onto his stomach and manoeuvred himself backwards down the cot, so that his head was under the covers and his legs were sticking out between the cot bars. He was completely and utterly stuck. He's in his baby sleeping bag tonight which should prevent a repeat performance.
We did a Mother And Baby Activity today - 'Baby Rhyme Time' at the local library. It was very nice, in contrast to the other mother & baby groups I have attempted, which have made me want to gnaw my legs off. We may even go again.