Hello, O Lucky Ones. Mom's baby came one month early, last night. Her name is Ruby Sparrow, and she's such a brat. Vanessa(My mom) had the large storage closet next to The Bird's bedroom converted into a playroom with a flat screen, a small moon bounce, a Tempur-Pedic nap corner, lots of books, little kid make-up, and all the Baby Einstein DVDs in the series. Her bedroom has pastel purple walls, pastel purple shag carpet, a king size memory foam bed, a pastel purple comforter with R.S.A. embroidered on it, a climbing wall with rubber grips and a mattress underneath it, a rocking chair, another flat screen and Dora The Explorer DVDs, and every Ty Beanie Baby and Webkinz ever made. Then, she has the changing room slash bathroom; fluffy yellow bath towels, a huge collection of rubber bath toys, a full changing MACHINE(stick the brat in one end, comes out the other, all buffed and changed and extra shiny clean), a mini jacuzzi with one of those floating net seat things for Birdy to sit in, and a little kid sized toilet with a flower shaped lid plus a baby sized shower in that same aura. Then we have the closet. it's a kid sized walk-in, with every Prada, Dior, Mark Jacobs, Louis Vuttion, YSL, Seven, Chip&Pepper, and Ella Moss thing in baby size in there. Well,I'm going over to Hadley's to escape The Wrath of Birdy Terror, so Hasta!!!
Hayley
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Oh, that's typical for your mom to obsess over the baby for a few days following the birth. I did with my twins. But all that stuff for a baby that can't even smile yet? That's overkill on so many levels. Your mom should see a therapist. She thinks the baby is going to stay little for ever, so she's buying it a bunch of stuff now so she won't have to when it gets older. But she will have to buy new stuff. It's unavoidable.
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