Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, October 12, 2009
adding to the tradition
ah, the newborn experience. They're so sweet and tiny...and they eat so much...and fuss...and stay up at all hours...
There's a tradition for our babies to celebrate this busy and exciting time with a onsie that so eloquently expresses those moments of bleary eyed confusion and emotion. So here's Brixton's contribution to the tradition:
3 comments:
grandma ann
said...
At last...now my collection of 4 babies in the Disgruntled Onsie is complete! When I put all 4 into a frame, no one will be able to tell them apart.
3 comments:
At last...now my collection of 4 babies in the Disgruntled Onsie is complete! When I put all 4 into a frame, no one will be able to tell them apart.
Wow, Brixton - starting early! We're so proud of you.
Love it! He clearly has some lungs on him!
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