It’s amazing the amount of nursery rhymes that involve animals! ‘Five Little Ducks’, ‘Old MacDonald’, ‘Five Little Speckled Frogs’, and ‘How Much Is That Doggy In The Window?’ are just some of the songs we (we being Daddy or me!) sing during bath time. The toys are great props. Whereas Kyra gets dried, massaged, moisturised, fed and cuddled, this is their fate.
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Reused Teddy Toy Box
I have been finding myself increasingly irritated by the sheer amount of toys lying around the house. Now, I know all you seasoned mammas are just shaking your heads and telling me to get used to it, but let’s face it: Kyra is only three months old! So getting all our boxes ready for the recycling bin, I had an idea.
