Ingrid recieved a package yesterday, from my dad’s cousin (and well, mine too, but he and my dad are the same age) and his wife, that was an explosion of pink. Pink pink pink. A few things are already too small, the onesie that says "pretty girl" will probably fit, and it IS the thought that counts, I know I know I know, but on top of this box o’ Vagina Wear were three of those skull garters, which I despise. DESPISE. But, I was bored, so I figured I’d snap them all onto Ingrid’s head. Her reaction was not one of glee.
Then she started throwing gang signs around.
Fight the Power!
And when I took them off, there were dents in her head.
Those things totally suck.
In other news, our trip home went well, and one night Ingrid slept 13 hours straight.It was not repeated, and my tits woke me up long before she did, but holy lord god, THIRTEEN HOURS?! I think she has dropped to one night feeding since then, though, which is cool — I put her in bed around 8, she nursed around 2:30, and then Dave brought her in to bed at around 5, where she snuggled down and slept til 8. I am fully aware that these things can change without notice, but it’s been pretty good so far.
I love the way you call skull garters – exactly what they are! Ingrid’s still adorable, with or without skull garters or head dents.
When I first read “skull garters” I thought you meant garters, with skulls on them. So I didn’t understand what the problem was (I mean, aside from a baby’s not really needing garters).
But yeah, that’s a perfect description of those things.
Oh my god the gang signs are HILARIOUS!
Libby was a gang sign babe as well! Those pictures just crack me up and make me nostalgic for the days of weeeeee. Sigh. Oh have I told you YOU HAVE THE CUTIEST DAUGHTER IN THE ENTIRE STATE OF MAINE and probably the east coast(and garters with skulls on the…that would be pretty damn cool jstrizz!)