You're a falling star, you're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say...

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, when you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you...

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

[Michael Bublé, Everything].

Memory Lane: Meri, 21 weeks gestation.

One day old.

Four days old.

16 weeks old.

Five months...

Eight months...

Eleven months...

Birthday Girl! One year old today!

All those presents and so unaware of being the centre of attention.

All those presents and so aware of not being the centre of attention.

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A plane!!! Thanks Nannie, Poppie and Uncle Keith!

Some t-shirts!

Thanks Lita and Umpa!

A bit of fine tuning from our Resident Product Control Tester.

Almost done...

... just a second longer.

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Oooh... waiting for...

... CAKE!!!

Um... anyone else notice that it´s ON FIRE!!!

Poor girl. Sometimes turning one can be just a bit overwhelming. Just as well Xayla is on hand to help blow out the candles.

And now for the taste test...

... hmmm... um... have you got one in chocolate?

Nevermind, Xayla will help to eat it all up.

Thanks Nannie!!! And Poppie and Uncle Keith too.

Ring around a Rosie, a pocket full of... Oh, who am I kidding, dancing to Beach Boys´ Barbara Ann. Happy Birthday Meri!!!

Backyard Blitz: some time out in the *yard*.

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Um... Mum? Mama? Can we... can we come in now? We've been out here 14 hours.

No, no, no! (Mama being told off for bringing out the camera AGAIN).

You don´t have to have heard this to know that Xayla is *dobbing* Meri in for stealing her ball.

Box girl. Never underestimate the value of a box when it comes to bored children.

Summer in Barcelona means...

… granizados, dusty streets, hay-fever, fast drying clothes, singing canaries, smelly hot dog pee, and…

... ICE-BLOCKS!!!

Helping Mama with the packing...

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You good in there? You need some more bubble wrap?

What ever happened to Mama´s rule of no climbing into the toy box?

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Look who´s managed to finally climb up onto the sofa all by herself.

Strike a pose. Strike a pose.

Vogue, vogue, vogue... Vogue, vogue, vogue.

All you need is your own imagination

So use it, that´s what it´s for (that´s what it´s for)

Go inside, for your finest inspiration

Your dreams will open the door (open the door)

It makes no difference if you´re black or white

If you´re a boy or a girl

If the music´s pumping it will give you new life

You´re a superstar, yes, that´s what you are, you know it. [Vogue, Madonna, 1990].