Last night we tried something new - taking the dogs for a walk with Charlotte in the Baby Bjorn carrier. All was going spectacularly well for a while. Charlie was wide awake and looking all around without making a peep (other than the occasional coo). It was a nice change from the stressful walks where she sits in the stroller and absolutely screams as we make our way around the neighborhood.
Anyway, once we reached the spot on our route that was farthest from home, we heard a sound like sprinklers starting up. A few moments later when the drops started hitting our heads, we realized it was raining. Whoops. It was pretty warm, but we still didn't want to get the baby wet. We turned toward home and started hustling. Corey took off his shirt and held it over Charlie's head. He looked like QUITE the redneck/hipster combo wearing a Baby Bjorn with no shirt on. We were lucky no one called the cops to report the fashion crime.
We arrived home with a relatively dry baby (at least on the outside!), but she had definitely had enough of the walk and was squalling. Corey is very glad I don't have photographic evidence of the event.
2 comments:
Darn it! Always take a camera on your walks from now on! That would have been one for the history books! :) LOL!
I agree with Steph-- no more leaving the house without a camera!
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