My Husband- the Baby Whisperer

That is one seriously lethargic baby. I have never seen her so out of it. That blank stare. Those limp limbs. How did this happen?

Oh yeah. The baby whisperer was carrying her!

That is Chris '(aka BabyDaddy) new nickname. So given for his unmatchable ability to put babies (well, this baby at least) into an advanced state of lethargy the likes of which nobody else I know can (without a bottle or boob).

She had just woken up from a nap when the Baby Whisperer got ahold of her and began working his magic...

Man, doesn't she look comfortable? Move over, Kendall and give Mommy a try!

On another note, I have been frantically sewing around here, trying my hand at various things with the help of some awesome tutorials found on some really great blogs. For instance, I have been enamored with some vintage retro roackabilly aprons I have been seeing online here.
Here is my apron made with help from this tutorial over at lululollylegs
and another random message board that I stupidly forgot to bookmark.

So retro. Doncha love the ric rac?? It makes me feel like baking. Or cooking dinner. Or pouring a martini.

Mostly the martini thing.

Either way, cooking is much more fun with this new apron!