Pink is the New Orange

As a new mom you can't wait for your baby to achieve certain milestones - rolling over, sitting up, crawling, saying a word or two.  This is generally the order of these things but nature is really quite cruel.  If I were God there would be two things I would do.  First make wine and cheese have no calories.  And second give a child the ability to communicate before they start moving.  (okay I guess I'd end world hunger too).

Lil bug is a baby on the go.  Before she could crawl she would roll to get somewhere.  Even though it was adorable, rolling doesn't provide much maneuverability and she would end up in some odd spots.  She quickly advanced to the army crawl and now she can move so fast you may see her crawling next to Usain Bolt in the next Olympics.

So at 8 months we broke out the baby jail.  At first an area full of toys was like a wonderland.  But I do not have a dumb child and after a month our living room went through a renovation and we expanded to a fully operating baby prison.

We might as well slap some strips on her as I suit up in my finest guard attire each time we enter into baby prison.  She has the freedom to crawl and play but this warden can't get lazy.  I'm a sucker for baby kisses and she often distracts me with cuteness, thinking I can trust my well-behaved baby and then she rushes for a break-out attempt.  And you won't believe the melt down that ensues after I snatch contraband (a piece of dried macaroni) that has been smuggled in.  Silly me, I thought tantrums were for toddlers.

So after lights out at eight there is only one wine that is really appropriate - The Prisoner.  It is a red wine blend from Napa with a deep red hue and tasting notes of cherries, plum and coffee beans.  It has a smooth finish but it's a big wine so it's best to be enjoyed after my shift is over with some yummy meat as I gear up for another day as warden of baby prison.