I should win a prize for most creative blog titling. Baby Buggy.
Lest you think I fell off the face of the earth- I am here to say hello. I got a couple messages here and there asking if I am still in the business of blogging. I guess I am. Well actually, since I don`t get paid to do it, I guess “business” might be a stretch but… yeah, I want to do it more- soon.
I have had a lot going on. If I had more time, I might delve into some of it some day- but I think it would all sound very whiny (when in reality I am feeling very happy and thankful the last few months!) and have you shaking your head and saying,
“LADY, everyone is BUSY, don`t pull that tired, old card.”
This is what I picked up along the road today- on the way home from “Donut Tuesday” for FREEEEEEE.
That looks overly exuberant.
There- Calmer. Better.
A little 50s era (guessing) dolly buggy. It was laying on somebody`s trash pile, in the Walnut Creek area. When I saw her through the wind and rain- and I turn-ded thee car around and scoop-ded her up.
(A funny side note- my fav part of vintage stuff is the font/labeling and I was so happy with the red stickers on the sides of the buggy. Very “adding a lot” I thought. I later looked closer to see, they are Hiland Hawks stickers. FAIL. I hate to say fail, but it fits here.)
The girls are thrilled with it.
Laila is a wonderful housewife. She bakes berry cobbler, watches Leave it to Beaver, folds her husband`s dungarees- all the while managing twins in a little baby buggy.
My littler daughter is a stinker- she knew I wanted her in the picture and so she is standing back as far as she can so it is hard to get her in the picture. And yes, she is doing it on purpose.
And yes, that is so her.
They share so nice.
Oh, Elle no! Please don`t let your mother down- not in front of all these people. In case you can`t tell, Elle is hoisting it up, so Laila can`t play with it. A lot of good it will do you like that, my dear.
You can`t see her, but Laila is in the front just yelling her head off.
Here we are at grandm/pa Kauffmans for Thanksgiving. Katy and Laila.
I guess that is Laila`s real smile.
I can tell, she is going to be so ladylike and delicate when she grows up.