Silly mom

I have discovered the joy of dyeing diapers. I realize most of you reading this will think I've completely lost my marbles, but yes, I did use the words "joy" and "diapers" in the same sentence. But being that I'm not artistic or crafty in ANY way, I have been so pleased at the results of my first dye jobs! Cora's formerly white prefold dipes and natural (unbleached) fitted diapers are now an array of colors, as you can see. Now I can pick out which pretty color to put on her when it's time for a change. And I'm not quite done yet; a friend is going to give me her leftover navy blue dye, and I saved a few dipes for that color.

Cora is getting a lot better with her sitting up. Sometimes she will stay up for 5-10 seconds before toppling. She and I are making new friends in our Stroller Strides workout class, too, which is great. There are several other new moms with babies about her age, and it's nice chatting with them.
I am going to the class three times a week - at least I am attempting to. Yesterday it didn't work out so well. I was all ready to go, Cora was in her car seat even, and I couldn't find my lens. This sounds funny unless you are the person frantically searching all the places it NORMALLY is and having no luck at all. It got too late to go to my walk. I finally found it at the edge of Cora's crib; I must have put it down as I was putting her down to bed the night before. So we then left to take a walk of our own. When we reached the gate on our way back home, I spotted our house/gate keys on the driveway, where I apparently dropped them. They had been run over who knows how many times, and one key was broken, and the house key was very bent and unusable. Thank the Lord that I had my cell phone, and that Stace was at his desk when I called. He was my hero, coming immediately to my rescue. He even was able to pound the key into flatness with a hammer, and it now works again.