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When last we checked in with baby bird nine months ago, she was eating our fingers, preventing blogging:

Time out. I should clarify. I last checked in with her 30 minutes ago when I put her to bed. I’m using the royal “we” here. I mean when all of us ducked our collective head into her nursery. Save your Child Protective Services calls. Moving on.

It seems fitting to offer an update on an extremely significant development.

Now she’s eating her own fingers:

You’ve come a long way baby.

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