You Complete Me.

Hey folks, not to worry. Fearless leader here is still around and hunting for woolly items to tantalize you. But what with Tyra not publicly pooping her pants lately, and no major celebrity rehab incidents, pickins are slim.

Plus this baby thing keeps following me around. Demanding food. Demanding play. Demanding a new diaper.

So what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry that the posts have been at a trickle as of late. But if you like, I have about 9,000 other excuses just waiting in the hopper in case the ones above don't work for you.

As always guys, thanks for reading.

The Amazing Sleep-Standing Baby!

I have a secret to tell you. This isn't the first blog post I've done about this. I've been cheating on you. I already posted this on my other blog, http://www.woollymom.com/. I'm sorry. I never take you out to dinner or tell you how pretty you are anymore. And that's my fault.

But I have to share this with you anyway. I adore my crazy baby girl who refuses to nap unless absoultely forced - except on boats, apparently.

For Father's Day we went out on my Father-in-Law's pontoon boat and spent some time cruising around the lake. My baby girl loved it for the first trip - sticking her tongue out and licking the wind. Then the second time out, she was past her naptime so I knew she might get sleepy.

I just had no idea when my husband leaned her up against the armrest on the boat, that the second the boat engine started, she'd be out. And I mean OUT.

While standing up.

Seriously, she is sound asleep in both of these pics

Eventually we tipped her over so she slept on her back for the rest of the trip. And she never noticed she had moved. If only I could learn to sleep like that!

Just so you know why...

Every now and then this blog goes stagnant for a couple days and I get complaints. Why haven't you posted yet? When will you post next? What's taking so long? What's that smell?

Well people, I thought I'd share with you the reason there might ever be any delays in getting a blog post up: Rest assured that I regularly post lots of new material frequently. Sometimes it just comes out in spurts and slurps. (Why on earth does that sound so dirty?)

So stop yelling "dance monkey, dance!" at me. Because my wee baby is yelling the same thing.