Oh Baby, What Do You See?

We have a screamer.

And not in a sexy way.

When Yu is being held, she is the most adorable,

charming,

sanguine

doodle.

When she's not...

Mad Cow.

Especially in the C-A-R.

(I spell it for safety's sake)

Your safety, mine...the safety of the universe.

I know in my intellectual brain,

(what little is left and has not been eaten by child zombies)

that while my baby is doing everything in her little baby way to convince me she is be flayed alive, garroted and prison shived simultaneosly,

she is in fact communicating her profound distaste with her car seat and the car.

Long ago I bought this travel matt from a company called Raisin' Baby.

Now all but one piece is missing.

Probably in the dogs intestines.

So I made some new patches.

It's a little hanger that you can put on the back of the seat that

 your back-facing-child-hostage stares at.

I made some different little squares to swap in and out.

So just before my baby has plotted her own end between loud

LOUD

loud screams,

she instead thinks in her baby brain

"Oooh owl.

Reason to live!!"

Or maybe: "pretty flower will scream less, suck fist and think of meadows instead of killing mommy"

One can only dream the big dreams.

Who? You?!

A new feathered friend has come to roost.

I was happily accosted at the playground yesterday by a 5 1/2 year old girl.

Unhappily,

she informed me that she was really

really

really

pretty.

And, that at Show-and-Tell this week she was going to bring a

really

really

really pretty

(b)arbie.

My heart sank.

(Trying no to be SUPER pretentious and trying to find the teachable moment)

I asked her if her barbie was a Dr. or a Marine Biologist?

And she said no, just pretty.

I asked her if barbie could do anything?

Nope.

Or what she might "tell" about her barbie.

The little girl said she would tell her class what store she bought her in.

Um....?!?

I'm going to call that a full blown Yikes!

I'm not COMPLETELY down on barbie.

I remember she taught me that dolls hair didn't grow back

after a bit of a radical clip and snip

during those formative years.

I know it's a tide that will wash over our girl house eventually

resistance is futile

we will be assimilated.

But when we talk about this gal

we'll talk about her as though she's full of possibility and potential.

 This girl just might be

 a Marine Biologist,

a United Nations Peace Keeper

a Martial Artist

A Poet

A Cardiologist

A Geneticist

An Ecologist

 or a CEO of good times.

She's also equipt to carry messages to remind my girls of who they are

and what they are capable of.

Caplet and Toys

I'm not even sure Capelet is a word.

I wanted something super light that I could throw over Nu in the Ergo

A little light cover to protect from the sun

Something easy to take on and off

No over-the-head or wrestling with the arms

 

In a pinch it even works for Pu

Nu spent the day in the Ergo today while we went on a

Father's Day Hike

Thus, I decided a few light easy grabbing toys

would be a good addition to our toy posse

They fit well in the hand

 

Can attach to anything in a myriad of ways

And who can resist the angry owl?

Not me. Not ever.