KCWC: Day 5. Would you like some fries with that shake?

 Oh she looks innocent enough...

but this bootie is on the move.

Up the stairs any chance she gets.

She has a little buddy who need his can

covered too.

I built in some permanent pocket pals...

which made for an unruly 'photo shoot'.

( more like a photo fling)

I guess it was a little odd that I de-panted her.

But she's used to a little odd.

She's got me after all.



Bang bang baby

My baby likes to rock.

She also likes to roll.

But mostly,

she likes to be carried around.

There's a lot to see out there,

after all.

Every once in a while I need to put that baby down.

(bad baby...no, no I mean literally)

The spine needs to unfurl.

So I made her a little station,

with this great tutorial from the Paisley Cupcake.

The kind to hang toys from.

The kind that has a little surprise door with ribbons.

The kind where she can kick

and rock and work on the roll.

And go bang, bang and bat bat

while my kidneys say small prayers for their reprieve.

giraffe a la squeak

 Another of these kidlet toys

And the other side...

It squeaks, it jingles, it's tactile and it's made with love

if it had choclate filling I would eat it.

Elephant's and Baby Carriers Don't Mix

For those of you who speak baby carriers...

 I converted my Mai Tai (if only it were a sexy drink) into an Ergo-like contraption.

Complete with ooodles of buckles that provide a Cirque du Soleil-like environment for Nu

And extra strong stitching so she doesn't end upside down frantically braiding her nose hairs into a lasso to avoid certain bonking on ground

For those of you who don't speak baby carrier and perhaps speak something sexier like Latin or Italian with a Venetian accent, I made something that wasn't working, work. Yeah.

Then there's this

Shhhhhh the baby is catching her ZZZZZ's

And a new kid on the block.

I can tell already she has wanderlust.

She makes friends easily and is house broken,

which is essential with an elephant

And, after good council she decided to travel to J's house to live with E!

Thanks again http://heatherbailey.typepad.com/