To kick us off, here is Tall at about 8 months old. He loved his little giraffe toy and would chew on it non-stop (like a puppy). The giraffe had the funniest tail (not shown) that was like a cord with a pom-pom ball on the end. I (as a new mommy) was scared to death that Tall would chew that pom-pom off and choke on it the way he was constantly chewing on it and sucking on it (teething I guess). One day, when he was napping, I did the unthinkable: yep, I cut the pom-pom part of the tail off. Of course Tall is so smart that he totally noticed. I am a bad mommy and the pom-pom tail is just more proof. *sigh*
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Aw, what a cutie!
ReplyDeletethanks, stephanie! (now if you do any clay giraffes with cord tail and pom-poms at the end, I totally want the credit..........)
DeleteI love those toothless grins (though never as cute on 80 year olds). What a doll. If I lived closer, I'd give you a tutorial on digital photos, but I had no problem tilting my head. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI know, Marianne, my photo shop skillz are non-existent. *sigh*
DeleteWhat a smiley thing! Love the giraffe story...would totally have cut off the pom pom as well. That's two bad mommies!
ReplyDeletegina, you totally make me feel better. two paranoid mommies = correct!!
DeleteWell this is a fun idea! What a cutie (oh, you knew that?)
ReplyDeletethanks, Andrea! I just read a book with Short, something about maps, and the author does maps of his whole life (his bedroom, his school, his stomach, his city, his park, his dreams, and of course his heart), so that is where I got the idea. :)
DeleteJust when i promised myself I would stop awwing at your posts, you made me do it again darn you! lovely jubly :D x
ReplyDeletethanks, aysh! I do wish I could hug that little baby again, but now he is 8 and does not fold up quite so compactly in my arms (who am I kidding, when he was a baby he was so squirmy that he just wanted to GET DOWN so he could crawl around and check everything out).
DeleteSo precious! Apparently when I was a baby there were pom poms on the curtains just above my crib. It seems that one day my mother was coming to check on me and I appeared to be "chewing" on something -- probably more like wallowing it around in my little toothless mouth. I'm sure you've guessed what it was -- a pom pom from the curtains. I survived the curse of the pom poms!
ReplyDeleteaha! what is it with these curtain and toy designers and their apparent pom-pom fetish?
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