We’ve been inducted into our first mummy circle and informal playgroup- yay! Huge relief for the Mummy as she’s waaaay tired of listening to me prattle on.
The second best thing, after swapping war stories with the mummies, is all the different babies who attend:
The Teeny Tiny 1 Month Old Baby.
Aw, so very cute and so very little! This baby spends most of his time snoozing away adorably, waking only to let go a few super cute mewling cries. His gorgeousness is almost enough to make you forget the hell of child birth and the torture of those many, many sleepless nights and want another. Almost…but not quite.
The 3 Month Old with the Fabulous Quiff.
What not to love about this blue-eyed cutie? Not only are you jealous of his gravity defying hairstyle and his piercing baby blues, but he’s also not able to move independently yet- score! Add to that the fact that this little cutie can take a nap right in the midst of a pack of screeching, crying, missile launching babies and you are almost ready to trade him for your own.
The 6 Month Old Chillax Baby.
This cute little dude doesn’t sweat the small stuff. Rolled over and can’t get back? Had your toy stolen by the Baby Who Doesn’t Poop Rainbows? Surrounded by a bunch of strangers and their spawn? Don’t sweat it, man! Just keep calm and giggle. These mummies are hoping his mere tranquil presence will take our baby down a few notches
The Almost a Year Independent Baby.
Zooming around at the speed of light is the older baby. You jealously watch as he zips about and plays independently. You marvel at his skills as he switches the TV on, finds his toys and, most importantly doesn’t put every little thing in his mouth. He has also mastered the art of ‘handling mummies’ with a few choice words, a ridiculously charming smile and full on cat adoration.
The Doesn’t Poop Rainbows Baby.
Your baby is showing his nerves, hanging close to his mummies, bar the occasional break for something forbidden. He’s a little put out at not being able to nibble on the other mums’ sushi, eat the books or maul the little babies lying so temptingly there on the floor. He hasn’t quite found his feet yet and the Mummy and the Mama are dreading the moment when he does.
What’s your favorite thing about play dates?
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Brilliant. Love the illustrations. Wish I was that talented. 🙂
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Aw gee, shucks…Thank you *scuffles feet on the floor and goes red*
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My kid still puts everything in his mouth …he’ll be 4 years old next month. When does it end??
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Don’t say that. I don’t think I can worry about choking for three and a bit more years. Do you think people would live forever if they didn’t have kids and the accompanying stress?
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My kid has absolutely no sense of self preservation, though. He may be the exception…you can hope?
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Haha, judging by the velocity with which he launches himself from high objects I’m not feeling optimistic
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In that case, you should start coming to our group meetings, “Moms Whose Children Give Them Daily Heart Attacks.” The acronym is horrible, but we serve wine. Lots of wine.
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Haha- sounds AMAZING! Sign me up!
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Loving your cartoons! It’s always fun trying to work out what ages the other babies are at playgroups. Easy to start comparing milestones isn’t it, but they all get the eventually! Mine was one of the last to crawl but the first to walk in our group strangely!! Great post 🙂
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That’s interesting. Mostly I’m just jealous of the sendentary ones and dreading the speed when he figures out it’ll be faster not to drag himself around like he’s got two dead legs.
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hehe!
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🙂
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Babies are so much easier before milestones! My youngest has just turned one and is trying to master his feet and most of the time resembles a drunk uncle at a wedding. Thanks for linking up. Hope to see you again next week. #FridayFrolics
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Aren’t they though. I’d dreading the uni-student-at-their-first-party wobbly stage. I’m going to have to run behind him with a pillow!
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Great post and love, love, love your illustrations! I’m in the middle of a personalities piece too but of the stinky toddler variety – wish I could accompany it with some fancy scribbles too 🙂 #FridayFrolics
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Thanks for stopping by Yvette. And why not? Give it a go- you might surprise yourself 🙂
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