My sister-in-law Rachel made me these. She's the one who has bags on Etsy (www.etsy.com/shop/HenrieCreations).
She made them for me this summer, before we knew if the baby was a boy or a girl, so she made accessories for me to add once we found out.
This was pretty much why I was rooting for a girl:
A few months ago, I was going about my buisness when I suddenly got overwhelmingly sad. There was no reason for it that I could identify, but the emotion was genuine and painful. As I felt myself welling up with tears, I noticed that I was thirsty. I got myself a big glass of cold water and, after drinking it, I was miraculously cured of my sadness. Not a trace left.
I've had many bouts of thirst-related sadness since. It's difficult every time I get that sad (it's still real sadness even though the cause is dumb), but it's nice having a quick and easy remedy for it. It has, however, had an unintended side-effect.
The other day, Gary was teasing me about something. I told him that he was going to make me sad. "That's okay," he responded. "I'll just go get you a drink of water."
While staying at my in-laws' house, Gary and I noticed that our nephew cat, Tony, had some matted fur on his neck. It was round and flat and looked just like a name tag on a collar.
We just couldn't help ourselves.
I think Nugget likes Jill better.
(Ignore the price stickers on his head; he always gets those after I go shopping at D.I.)