I want to thank all my sweet little babies for all your thoughtful cards, emails, and instant messenger birthday wishes. I love all of you and I feel so privileged to be a part of your lives. Being your Mommy brings so much joy in to my life and sharing those special moments with you is what make being your mommy the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Many of you will notice that all the great vintage pictures of babies are gone off my blog. Since I’m affiliated with Phone a Mommy (a phone sex site) I cannot post any images of under age children. I hope to find some creative ways to keep the vintage feel and will continue to post for my babies.
Chee! Chee! Chickadee!
Sing-time and sun!
Aye, aye, baby-bye,
Springtime has begun!
In the little willow cart,
On a downy bed,
Pretty parasol of silk
Swinging overhead,
Let us go along the lane
where a baby sees
Mighty tufts of grass, and weeds
Tall as forest trees!
Bluebird on the apple-bough,
Sing and sing and sing!
Sing your very sweetest now
For babyhood and spring!
"Bah! Bah!" from the pasture, And "Caw! Caw!" from the crow, And bleating from the little calf That has not learned to low.
Apple-buds, apple-buds breaking apart,
The baby looks upward with love-laden gaze;
Oh, shower some petals down here in his cart,
One honey-sweet cluster of pretty pink sprays!
Apple-buds, apple-buds, scornful and too
Vain of your loveliness, stay where you are!
The cheeks of the baby are pinker than you,
And finer and softer and sweeter by far!
See the pretty little lambs,
How they frisk and play!
See their silky fleeces shine
White as buds in May!
White as are the fleecy clouds
Softly blowing by -
What if they were little lambs
Playing in the sky?
Robin on the peach-bough,
Swinging overhead,
Sing a little song and say
Why is your breast so red?
Why is your voice so sweet, and
Your song so merry, say?
And wherefore do you spread your wings
And quickly fly away?
Ho, ho! see the queer little prints there
That cover the road, baby, look!
At the web-footed tangle that hints where
The ducks have gone down to the brook!
The Muscovy mammas that waddled
Zigzag, you can trace in their tracks,
And the dear little ducklings that toddled
And tumbled sometimes on their backs!
Buttercup, buttercup, buttercup gold,
O give us a handful of riches to hold!
Ho, ho! laughs the baby, and grasps in his glee
His wealth, but soon shows what a spend-thrift is he!
- Nay, nay, he is king, though he never was crowned,
And royally scatters his gold on the ground!
Bough of the willow-tree
Over the brook,
Down darts a kingfisher,
Look, baby, look!
Back on the willow-bough,
Fishing is done;
Happy and nappy now
There in the sun.
Happy and nappy the baby is, too,
Softly his eyelids droop over the blue,
Golden his curls on the white pillow lie,
Sleep, baby, sleep, baby, hush-a-by-bye
Mommy Ava loves to dress up her sissy baby. My baby is always dressed pretty in her party dress and shoes with pink diapers and rumba panties. Mommy likes to dress up pretty in her own dress and matching shoes. Sometimes mommy will put pretty panties on sissy baby and play grown up and mommy loves to see baby in my panties. Call Mommy Ava and lets play dress up!
What is it about balloons that make us feel so good? As a kid my mommy would blow up a balloon and it would occupy me for hours until I would lose my tight grip on it and it would float away. Now I love to blow up balloons for all my abbies to play with, and they have the same look of joy and wonder in their eyes as I did.
It’s almost here only 4 more days and it’s Valentines day! I know some of you have big plans to be with your sweetheart and I hope you have a wonderful time. Mommy Ava will be in chat on Valentines Day and I hope you all come by and give mommy a big Valentine hug and kiss. Invite your friends and join in the fun on Sunday, February 14 in the Phone a Mommy Chat room
Yes my little rascal is certainly one of a kind Ducky! I know he’s a mischievous little fellow who sometimes needs a little help with his manners but at the same time he is of the sweetest and kindest little baby I have ever met! Just the other night Baby Ducky called Mommy as he was getting out of the tub.
Baby ducky needed his Mommy to diaper his bottom and rock him to sleep in my arms and that’s exactly what I did. Baby ducky smelled like baby powder and shampoo, I sniffed and nuzzled him and patted his diapered bottom till he was fast asleep.
