Maybe it is just me, but I adore seeing children sleep. They are just the cutest little beings when they sleep. Love how they nestle themselves in. Little arms tucked under. Knees up to your chest. Don't know HOW that can be comfortable-but for some reason it is.
Posting this picture is ASKING for trouble, because when my Mom sees it, she is gonna flip out. Oh dear me, she can't STAND to see babies just in diapers. Even if the house is boiling at 80-90 degrees. I am gonna hear it, you know, but chances are-it won't be for a while. She sporatically checks my blog, so she *might* just miss it. I guess I will take that chance.
Panda bear (who now breaks out in a HUGE grin when he hears his pet name) has been sleeping in a playpen ever since he outgrew his cradle. When we thought we had to move this spring, we didn't bother setting up the crib-just to take it back down. So we waited. Months have passed, with no hints to us needing to move and within those months weeks, and within those weeks, mornings when I have woken my boy up from sleeping straight on the hard plyboard.
Enough was enough, I said. Poor little guy. So-I cleared out the space under the stairs, put that playpen AWAY (and good riddance-it is a hideous thing!) and pulled out all the crib stuff. When we opened the bag that was securely taped to the crib we found that the hardware was missing. The bag, mind you, WAS securely taped BECAUSE when we got the crib it didn't have hardware and I spent almost $200.00 on hardware alone to replace it. I didn't EVER want that to happen again!)
So. I refuse to spend ANOTHER $200.00 on an old, supposedly 'free' crib and now Andrew is resigned to sleep in the portapack. Just a SMALL step up from plyboard, this at least has SOME padding. I will be heading to some yard sales in the coming weeks, in hopes to find a comfortable cage for the Panda in our midst.
He doesn't seem to mind. Too much.