He's two

Yesterday was his birthday, and now he is finally two years old. So this means my husband will begin referring to him as the three year old. It's just how it seems to work in our house, ages become more advanced than they actually are.

Yesterday, before our back to back service calls, I'd found a splendid back wrap carry with my size 7 girasol diamond weave wrap, which allowed me to handle all the issues going on in my basement while keeping the birthday boy happily sleeping and out of the way. However, today I couldn't quite get it together. After wrestling with the wrap for about 10 minutes I decided to hang it up and suffer the lower belt of my soft structured carrier (which I just can't seem to get comfortable with now days.


The kids running stir crazy in this snowed in day, an idea struck me, and a way to utilize this extra long woven fabric came to fruition. It's not my idea, but something I'd seen elsewhere before, and it was a hit with the three youngest restless people in my home. We used to have a hammock in our backyard, but it was rendered totally destroyed a couple years ago. I think the big kids are going to lobby for a replacement come spring time.