We're trying to get out and about a little in Thailand, but the heat makes it nearly impossible! One day we went to "Jim Thompsons House" (a nifty outdoor museum and tour of this man's houses where his collections of Thai and Chinese art are on display). Joelle got a little heat rash on her face (poor baby!) but we learned a little more about Thai's culture and religions. I missed a little of the tour when Joelle started crying, and later the tour guide came and found me and asked if I'd like to go into the house again to see the things I missed~ Thai people really are so hospitable!
Mommy and Daddy with Joelle:
Gran Gran and Grandaddy with Joelle:
This girl makes the funniest faces....
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Scott's favorite way to hold Joelle...
Here is a Baby Bjorn carrier I inherited-
man ALIVE this thing's fantastic! (name that Friends episode, Emily) :-)
The cloth is so soft! and the snaps look confusing, but once you get the idea it takes about 30 seconds to strap her in.
So we've been doing things like going out to eat, walking around the mall, and taking strolls down the street to buy fresh fruit. Last night we watched Prince Caspian over at their apartment, and tonight after we had fried rice and glass noodles (oooh I love glass noodles) we hopped on what my dad calls the "suicide truck" and rode it down the street to an ice cream shop. He calls it the suicide truck because it's a big red truck with two benches; but if the benches are full, you just stand up and hang off the back. But it's only 5 baht a person and once you learn the routes, it makes it a whole lot quicker to get around to run errands or go play.
We're having a blast!!!
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I wonder who she inherited her funny faces from??? I can only hope she also will learn to toss her hair around too.
I had the exact same style BB with #3. . . inherited from a friend. . . who later needed it for another baby. (It's snuggled lots of babies!) My other fave baby carrier is a MayaWrap pouch. I used that --all-- the time with #4 -- just popped him in and out all day long.
Though, when we moved to Ukraine, the babushkas would ask me about the baby and his spine. In my limited Russian I was able to explain he was lying cuddled like when he was in the womb -- that satisfied them and made them smile.
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