This week CJ and I decided on a toy we intend to be Louisette’s favourite, and (once the danger of SIDS has passed) sleep-time toy. She really liked a particular monkey toy because it was a comfortable size, easy to hold on to, and nice to chew on. I didn’t like the monkey’s face, so I used it as a model to find something that had it all: no TV brand name, washable, portable, and suitable for a five or a fifteen-year old as well as a baby. It took a long time, but we found Eeyore, and although it’s been less than a week Louisette is already fond of him (we bought three so the creation of dependence doesn’t horribly backfire when Favourite Toy is lost out a car window or has just been thrown up on and needs a wash). As parents, some of your plans come to naught – but some do actually work.
In other news, Louisette has been crying with frustration at every breastfeed (I breastfeed, then give her a full bottle feed, morning and night) so if she continues crying at every single feed for a week, I will let her (and myself) stop.
This amazing photo was taken at my baby-only playgroup this week: