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That’s what my grandma calls them – Seat Covers.
Pretty fancy seat covers, if you ask me.
Bum Genius 3.0, One-Size diapers if you want to be exact.
We’re going on two weeks of (nearly) exclusive cloth diaper use, and so far I really like them!
One thing that really made the whole project a bit easier is my hand-made flannel baby wipes.
Not having to sort out the disposable wipes from the washable diaper makes the changing of messy diapers just that much easier.
So far, using the cloth diapers has been no more trouble than the disposable diapers – but I’ll have to give a regular diaper report… if only because they’re so fun to photograph!
Once in a while, I pack a lunch, load the children into the car (a task requiring no less than three carseats, these days!) and make the seven mile journey to the office where Dan works with my dad, selling kitchen cabinets.
It’s certainly the highlight of our day.
The girls dress up for the event…
Trux, too – though he remains cool and unimpressed, throughout.
The girls work on some difficult floor plans…
mooch the trademark mints and sunflower seeds off of Granddad…
get held by as many aunts and uncles as happen through the doors…
and educe tickling from anyone:
It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.
While I search through, sort out, and attempt to organize in my mind all of the multitudinous pictures, videos, and other things that I want to post here, I will leave you with a photo of this very tantalizing little boy.
I love him.
Even though Trux is three weeks old today, I thought these two week pictures were charming, and wanted to share them before they’re too outdated!
Truxton is developing a pattern of evening fussiness. He’s been such an amazingly good baby, so we can’t complain about this minor character flaw.
He seems to be developing a bigger appetite in the evening hours, as well having the occasional gas bubble. This has become the “evening hold” for the little man.
…and his lovely cousin, Natalie.
The adorable Penrod hat and argyle socks were a gift from his Aunt Heather, who I keep meaning to email and thank for the charming gifts.
A few days ago, I ventured out into the yard (at dusk, no less) to take some pictures which I will post next) with a fairly new lens.
This is where Mr. Truxton stayed… snug as a bug in a rug.
This is my version of the Moby Wrap. A very simple, no-sew project.
For some reason, after I have a baby, I hate dusk. I would rather not see a window at all during the twilight hours, and I feel like I really need to be busy. And, unfortunately, I get weepy at times. But the girls can be very sweet and understanding…
