Sula is in my arms. All day. Sometimes I wear her in one of the 7 carriers I now own (no, I am not being indulgent, it’s actually practical when you have child that refuses to be put down. At all. Ever. I have one specifically for walks around the ‘hood, one for hikes, one for stores, one for sweeping, one for nursing, one for the back while I am cooking hot stuff and one even for the shower) Sometimes she rejects all carriers and insists upon the bare arms…either with her tummy high up on my right shoulder or held front-facing across my belly. Once in a shile she likes the cradle pose, but not often. Somedays she’ll let me put her down in 5-7 minute incruments to play under her little baby gym….but shortly after a Leo roar while bellow throughout the house demanding arms. But alas! We brought out the bouncythingy that our dear friend Mel sent us and hooked it up outside under our shade porch. Sula loves it. She loves the feel of the chilly concrete under her toes as she bounces like a little bunny. SHe loves to spin around and bounce to the beat of her sister singing and painting in the backyard. She loves to just bounce and watch her sister from all directions, contrtoling where she can see without straining. She loves to bounce so much that she will stay in there for a whopping time of at least 15 minutes. 15 WHOLE minutes!! Which does enable me to do a load of laundry, paint with Mia, or just have a tiny little siesta outside in the hammock with a good book. Aaahhh…as much as I am repeled by baby contraptions….the bouncy is such a blessings! Here is a picture of Sula bouncin’.