Mia loves Mum Mums
Grabbin' and gummin' 'em,
Chewin' and chummin' 'em,
Bitin' and bending 'em, wow!
Yum!
If Papa Loves Mambo is now firmly embedded in your brain- congratulations! You've joined the distinguished ranks of Tom and myself. Since I came up with this brainchild several hours ago, we've been humming it all day.
Though Mia has shown little interest in much else, I'm honestly not really in a hurry for her to, anyway. I'd be thrilled if she could get the hang of a sippy cup, though. Maybe then I could actually put to use all of the breastmilk I've been so carefully storing before it hits the six-month mark (Little Miss won't take a bottle)...
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And here's the part where I'm supposed to discuss the new carry I tried today.
The bad news is that I forgot to engage in any experimentation.
The good news is that I forgot largely because Mia had such a good day today that she didn't indicate a desperate need for intimate closeness to me. She was too busy exploring the floor and bouncing in her jumper (when she wasn't taking one- and two-hour long naps, respectively). Engrossed as I was in the antics of her slightly less well-behaved siblings, thoughts of putting her in the wrap escaped me.
Perhaps tomorrow we'll give it a go, hopefully just for fun this time.
