Uncle Steve brought up to Boston in October this beautiful handmade cradle that was built by my great-great grandfather in Kalmazoo, Michigan in the mid 1800's. Apparently all the Elwell girls (me, Hana, Mira and Maddie) slept in this cradle when were were babies. So, there was a ceremonial passing of the cradle - bringing another generation to slumber (we hope). With a little lemon oil on the wood, and a newly made bumper with some psychedelic fabric, we are ready for action. We moved things around in the bedroom so the baby and cradle can be with us for the first couple months - or until the baby figures out how to turn over or starts to really boogie.
No comments:
Post a Comment