All continues to go well.
Last week we attended a workshop on infant CPR. They gave us an inflatable baby doll labelled “mini-baby” (even though it seems to me to be just as big a real baby) as well as a video so that we can teach other caretakers how to do the CPR should the need arise.
So, we should probably put the inflatable baby back in the box and make sure it’s ready if we need it again…
We could take a bunch of pictures of mini-baby in dangerous and inappropriate situations.
Yeah, let’s do that.
Lest anyone think we don’t love our new mini-baby.
We’re thinking we might need to baby proof the apartment a bit better:
You’d think Norie, who seems to be sitting on the couch, would have intervened. She didn’t.
Drunk college students’ve got nothing on mini-baby:
Sitting on the counter seems like a good move, too.
We want to teach mini-baby the value of hard work, so Norie took it to her office:
A little paper cutter never hurt anybody… oh, wait…
It’s important that mini-baby learns about archiving first hand:
What could be safer than a box designed for long-term storage?
It’s also a good idea to keep a digital copy of mini-baby:
If it looks like it hurts that’s because it does.
We also want to be sure to respect mini-baby’s privacy:
Plus, we wouldn’t want to leave any evidence of what we’ve been doing.
And of course, after all this activity, it’s important to give mini-baby a bath:
This is how you keep babies clean, right?
We are clearly going to be great parents.