I finished up a diaper bag yesterday just before my daughter arrived and never took a picture. Maybe too distracted by that little man they brought? YES! The diaper bag was pieced together using scraps from all sorts of projects, so rather funky looking, but hopefully very useful. Lots of room, pockets, clips and a shoulder strap that can be pulled out when both hands are needed. It is bright and cute with fishies, stars and bright colors. I also realized this morning as I was waking up that I didn't reinforce the handles as much as I planned. The next time they come I will take a picture and reinforce those handles!
I don't want to forget anything about my little foster son as he grows, so will share my impressions. He is 11 weeks, one day old. Or, 2 1/2 months.
He is so calm, and pleasant. He smiles at the drop of a hat and his mommy can even get him to giggle, which is impressive! He is absolutely irresistable to the Nth degree. He seems to think the world is his oyster and we are all here to serve and please him. He is RIGHT! And because he believes this simple fact he is the most content little baby I believe I have ever met. He doesn't cry! No need!! My youngest was pretty much along those lines, but she wasn't awake much at all until she was about four months old. Literally sleeping and eating for her first four months. This little guy was awake for over three hours at his last visit. Such a delight. He LOVES to be sung to. Oh, my goodness. He also makes the best eye contact of any baby I can remember, just gazing endlessly into your eyes. A real charmer for sure.
Having a grand child in town when the rest are over 1,000 miles away is bliss! There is nothing like a baby snuggle.
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