A New Beginning

Greetings Readers! (or one can hope that someone other than me is reading this)

I decided to start a blog as so many things have been going on now that I have a little one, and I've been having fun trying to do my crafts AND take care of an almost 5-month old. Luckily, I can most likely do my blogging when she's napping.

So I took my blog name from a book that we read her at bedtime called "The Napping House".  Unfortunately with my twisted sense of humour, "The Napping House" writing style has been reproduced to my great amusement to apply to other things in Rosebud's life (a name Granny has bestowed upon my little offspring). The basic gist of "The Napping House" is along the lines of: "There is a house, a Napping House, where everyone is sleeping, and in that house there is a bed, a cozy bed in a napping house where everyone is sleeping" and it keeps adding things onto the list of things on top of the last thing in the napping house, etc etc.

So my latest one has been, "There is a couch, a comfy couch, where every Rosebud eats. And on that couch, there is a pillow, a cozy pillow on the comfy couch where every Rosebud eats. And on that pillow there is a Rosebud, a hungry Rosebud on the cozy pillow on the comfy couch where every Rosebud eats. And on that Rosebud there is a mouth, a sucking mouth on the hungry Rosebud on the cozy pillow on the comfy couch where every Rosebud eats. And in that mouth there is a bottle, a feeding bottle in the sucking mouth on the hungry Rosebud on the cozy pillow on the comfy couch where every Rosebud eats. And in that bottle there is some mummy milk, some nummy mummy milk in the feeding bottle in the sucking mouth on the hungry Rosebud on the cozy pillow on the comfy couch where every Rosebud eats."

You can see where it gets kind of silly after a while.

Anyway, to talk about my Rosebud, she has stopped being distressed by being on her tummy and is starting to enjoy it, as long as her muscles are up to it. And we swear she almost crawled. Ok, maybe we're rushing our thoughts, but she got up on her hands and got her little knees under her bum which was up in the air and kinda wiggled forward a bit. That's crawling, right?