• Bug,  Niece-com-poops,  the sticks,  Tis the Season

    No Diving

    Baby Bug has a swimming suit. It’s the cutest little teeny tiny polka dotted pink tankini that you’ve ever seen. So today since it was 90-something degrees in the shade, we decided to test out her cute little swimming suit in a cute little baby swimming pool. My mom bought her a special swimming pool just for babies. It’s about three feet in diameter and about three inches deep with soft padding on the bottom. I found it very humorous that there was a label printed on the side that said “No Diving”.

    Baby Bug can’t swim yet and of course I would never leave her unattended in pool no matter how cute and little the baby swimming pool was. We just wanted to see what she would do if we stuck one little baby toe in the water. Unfortunately, we made the mistake of putting one inch of cold hose water in it and not nice warm bath water. Not that it would have made that much of a difference.

    I held her on my lap and stuck one little baby toe in the tablespoon-sized puddle of cold hose water in the bottom of the teeny tiny baby swimming pool. She screamed bloody murder*. You’d think I was trying to drown her. She does not like water warm or cold water. Cute bathing suits do not change her mind at all.

    But we did get some cute pictures of her sun bathing with her cousin Superchic.

    * I need to think of a new way to describe her screaming…but right now that’s all that comes to mind.

  • Family Matters,  Niece-com-poops,  the sticks

    ooot and aboot on a regular schwedgeual

    Just a quick post to say: yes, I’m still alive. I’ve been busy with family and shopping for baby clothes (spending way too much $$$ on itty bitty things), getting ready for Rapunzel’s eighth birthday (She’s going to be eight on the 21st!!! Can you believe it!), laundry out the wahzoo and of course holding the baby all the live long day… But I’m back home now and things should get back to normal–whatever that is.

    *I’m sure the headline of this post is only funny to me and my American friends who make fun of Canadian accents. And it’s probably only funny to me because it really has nothing to do with anything other than remind me of some fun times I had when I visited Calgary way back when…