This morning Bluet started emitting a high-pitched squeal that if it were any higher pitched could only be heard by dogs. But this is not the case and we can hear it just fine.
So we had to go for a walk.
This took us to MoMA and a retrospective of the work of Willem de Kooning, which Bluet kindly slept through allowing us to enjoy the art.
Then when she woke we left and fed her by the park. Here is a freshly sated, happy, non-squealing baby.
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