Why Baby Penelope (below) was temporarily "all nakedy" (as Mabel says) never got cleared up in my mind. Life around Mabel moves at a faster pace than any life I experience elsewhere, meaning that many potential questions chez Mabel will never be answered before new events unfurl and absorb the attention.
Photos below are the work of my daughter, who picked up the camera while I was out of the room and pointed it at Mabel and pressed the silver button with no idea what results she would get, but rather as an existential throw of the dice.
