Thursday, September 29, 2011

I swear I bathe my child

I swear it, I really do. So imagine my horror when I started noticing that Corinne was storing enough lint between her toes to make a winter sweater. Then, when I try to pick/wash it out, she curles her toes so tightly I can't even get a piece of floss between them, if I wanted to.



The lint

Once I do manage to clean out the crevices, the lint comes back 10 minutes later.

Apparently, babies store lint/dried drool/dried sticky milk in every crevice of their bodies, and it gets worse as more rolls develop (and right now, weighing in at 10+lbs, we are deeply entrenched in Fat-Roll-Ville). And if you try to clean between the rolls, all hell breaks loose. Corinne does not like getting her rolls cleaned. I think she's storing milk in there in case the Apocalypse hits in a few days and doesn't want me messing with her stash.

Don't let the cute face fool you. She a lint/dried milk hoarder. Beneath that neck roll you see lies at least half an ounce of dried milk. And who knows, maybe a small sheep too.


Once again, file this under "weird baby crap that no one bothered to tell me".

On a side note, it was quite difficult to get a picture of her feet since they are constantly moving:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ziHaWqJS4Ls