Saturday, July 31, 2010
Miss C. packed up all the essentials: toys, onesies for her bear, blankets and extra diapers in case he makes a "terrible, terrible poop".
Practical girl that she is, she even booked us in a "hotel" that's conveniently located in the next room. Snacks, fresh doll diapers and extra outfits are all just a few steps away.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Then why did Miss C. pack us all up in a bin? And what's all this talk about going out to the garage?
We don't want to collect dust out in the garage with the rest of the baby clothes! We're still useful! There are plenty of naked stuffed animals laying around here, just waiting to be dressed.
Is anyone listening?
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
The kitten isn't lost, but did suffer from a little tear. Thank goodness Miss C.'s mama is handy with craft glue.
I hate waiting for the glue to dry, though. It's hard being apart from one of my pieces for this long. I feel so... incomplete.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
I swear, Miss C.'s mama is just so heartless sometimes. I know she saw me lying on the floor – helplessly, I should add – but she didn't bother to pick me up or move me out of the way when she started up the vacuum. I could have been crushed!
Thank goodness Miss C. spotted me and tucked me into the backpack before I could be sucked up by that big gray monster on wheels.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Yesterday, we whipped up some diapers for Miss C.'s bears. The day before that we did a few alterations to some clothes she had outgrown.
Today? Who knows what she's got up her sleeve... maybe we'll try out the buttonhole stitch or make some doll clothes. I hope she figures it out soon... the suspense is killing me!
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
... of the Plush Pals Book Club to order. All members are present and accounted for.
Lamby, you've been nominated to go first tonight. Tell us a little bit about the book you read this week: Three Blind Mice. What did you like best about it? Would you recommend it to the group?
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Master W. is a miniature tornado. He tore through, and in a matter of moments managed to pull ever fork, spoon, knife and cooking utensil out.
And the cookies and pie baking in my oven? Gone. Obliterated. Smashed by tiny hands.
This doesn't bode well.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
She was so excited this morning when her mama told her that she could bring me to the park. They folded me up and she carefully held me in her lap on the wagon ride there.
Two minutes later, she'd forgotten all about me. I was doomed from the start; there's simply no way I can compete with the big slide.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
She's been giving me the royal treatment all afternoon. There was the nice long bath in the sink to get rid of all that gutter water and icky street dirt. Then she wrapped me up in a nice fluffy towel. And I've been cruising around in the shopping cart ever since.
Isn't she awesome?
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
I fell out of the wagon on the way home from the park... and nobody noticed. I sure hope they come back for me. It's scary out here on this busy street. What if I get hit by a car? Or picked up by a dog? Or worse... what if nobody comes back to get me?