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Today I played in the water; it was fun. On Saturday, by Bridget. (I am six.)

Here’s another message from Fidget’s little sister Mez:

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Perhaps she’ll also get her own computer account soon too.

Here’s another tweet posted by Fidget. This time on her mother’s account, and without express permission beforehand.

After that, I decided she should have her own account in Windows. There may be new writings and drawings in the near future.

So, after over half a years’ absence, Fidget is back, and contributing to the internet in creative and positive ways. Welcome to Twitter, Fidget!

Incidentally, here’s a message from her little sister Mez (now 14 months):

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She’s nervous about typing, but I’m sure she’ll come out of her shell soon enough. A sign that I don’t spend nearly as much time online as I did when Fidget was a babby.

Two things. First: a drawing by master artíste Fidget:

Second: Fidget’s would-be boyfriend:

. . . Maybe if he wasn’t a cartoon character. Ah well, that's my girl.

We haven’t posted for a long time. Fidget is now pushing 2 years old. She still terrorises the computers (and Grandpa’s flight sims) whenever possible.

This is not an uncommon sight for Daddy to find awaiting him on his desktop:

When her typing catches up with her talking I’ll hand the diary over to her. Until then, forgive the sparseness.

I want to write a program to record not just the typing, but also the timing of the typing as well as the movements of the mouse. It’s amazing what 13 month olds can do these days.

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If you could hear her, she’d probably say, “gaoo,” which I think means “goodbye.” Then she’d wave.

Here's another message from our 1 Year Old girl. She wrote most of this by pressing (and holding) individual buttons with her index finger.

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We had fish and chips for dinner tonight. Beetroot is a real favourite. Pity it stains the carpet.

It's been a while since I've let Fidget touch the keyboard while the computer's turned on, but here's the most recent words of wisdom from our soon-to-be 1 year old:

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She also had this to say, through the magic of pencil:

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Now if we could only work out how to transcribe the piano keyboard . . .