Sometimes a cat is a baby, and sometimes babies go on top of strollers and in backpacks in a baby parade.
Sometimes babies tear through the room at a terrifying pace. (That looks like me shoving the jogging stroller up a hill!)
Sometimes Amelie wants to be both the Mama and the Baby, so she climbs into the baby stroller with her baby in a frontpack.
Sometimes Amelie is just the Baby, so she takes a nap in a laundry basket. Hey, why does she nap so nicely for Elizabeth and not for me?
Okay, that looks more familiar.
We've been playing with babies a lot at our house lately. Can you tell?
1 comment:
life with girl appears to be very different than life with boys!
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