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Elizabeth was starting to get a little bored with the life of resting flat on the floor on her quilt. So yesterday I decided to gave her a little support and whipped up my version of a boppy for her. It's made from some fabric I've been hoarding for probably more than a year now and the under side used up that last big piece of some brown and white seersucker.
It's nice because it props her up a little bit so that she can see all the action going on around her and it helps control those flailing baby arms.
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I also added loops on the sides in case I ever want to hang it up and out of the way on the back of her door, or if I want to add a few links of toys for her when she gets a little older.
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I think she likes it.
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And it's also good for viewing her favorite music box toy--which at this moment I'm realizing is basically baby TV....hmm. not sure how I feel about that.
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And because it's friday and this heat and humidity is making me slap-happy, I leave you with some profound lyrical words, straight from the lips of Hanson (it gets really good in that last verse):

In an mmm bop, they're gone
Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose
You can plant anyone of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows
It's a secret no one knows
It's a secret no one knows
No one knows

Mmm bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop
Ba du bop, Ba du dop
Ba du

In an mmm bop they're gone.
In an mmm bop they're not there.
In an mmm bop they're gone.
In an mmm bop they're not there.
Until you lose your hair. But you don't care.