When Jack was born we received a gift from a former coworker
and kind friend. A Baby Papasan. A cozy, cuddly bouncer that doesn't bounce. It
just sends babies into a gloriously gentle sleep. And keeps them there. Glory be.
Jack loved the papasan. Then it was passed on to my
niece for 11 months, who also loved it. Now the papasan is back
home–a little godsend I can count on amidst these crazy, kid-filled days.
What I didn't anticipate is how much our little Charlie would enjoy the
papasan. He doesn't just love it. He adores it. In fact, I think he even
WORSHIPS it. I mean, how else do you explain what he's doing while he's
sleeping in it?
how much this papasan means to me. It has brought me much-needed
minutes–sometimes even hours–of quiet peace. And a whole huge mess of the