Sprout was sick at Christmas, so I had to carry him around all day.
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2 Comments:
You even *look* like you could be related to me and Lisa--er, ArgotNaut!
(I hear it's good for babies to wear them, anyway.)
We are all squirrels, after all - there are likely to be similarities!
I was/am the consummate baby carrier, and you're right: they are so much happier if someone is carrying them. I think Sprout is such a good talker, too, because I carried him in a front-facing strap-on baby carrier for most of my maternity leave. He could watch/listen to me interact with friends, retail workers, bus drivers, restaurant servers, etc, all from the front of my chest. I always feel sad for the (I assume) bored little babies in strollers with a curtain of toys across the front, so they can't see anything.
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