BABY BEDROOM DECORATIONS

Once In A Blue Moon: The Lost Album

If Once In A Blue Moon hasn't exactly been the Holy Grail for the Rod Stewart faithful, it's only because we didn't know what we were missing - until now. This unqiue collection of covers recorded in the summer 1992 is Maestro Stewart at his interpretive best - that magnificent voice yearning, pleading, and shouting in all its gravelly glory while serving as a lethal instrument for the legendary producer Trevor Horn. And though each of these ten tracks has been previously released in various forms in different mixes, together they form an exciting whole that places Blue Moon squarely in the upper reaches of Rod's classic catalog. Once In A Blue Moon: The Lost Album includes vintage long box packaging and two previously unissued hidden tracks.

I'm not a rich girl, so since beebo forced me not to terminate my pregnancy, but is a pauper in British terms, as a million dollars is worth approximately tuppence, I've been trying to come up with ideas so that I can afford to bring up our sprog without having to just sell it for parts at a too early an age.

The best plan so far is that if I can sufficiently stunt its growth, I can probably get away with only having to buy it any clothes every 4-5 years. So I've enlisted the help of the most stunted fucker on the planet, Ronnie Corbett, to try and achieve my goals.

He's been ever so helpful, providing me with a list of chemicals his mother was addicted to during her pregnancy (sniffing glue, mainly, but there is some scope for creativity), some suggestions for moderately traumatic physical exertions (rollercoasters are particularly effective) and a hefty inch-punch to my tummy once a week.

Ronnie is my personal placenta puncher, he's been providing this service on the quiet to impoverished w

Made Explore #200 on March 14, 2009!!!!

Baby Feet by Edgar Guest

Tell me, what is half so sweet
As a baby’s tiny feet,
Pink and dainty as can be,
Like a coral from the sea?
Talk of jewels strung in rows,
Gaze upon those little toes,
Fairer than a diadem,
With the mother kissing them!

It is morning and she lies
Uttering her happy cries,
While her little hands reach out
For the feet that fly about.
Then I go to her and blow
Laughter out of every toe;
Hold her high and let her place
Tiny footprints on my face.

Little feet that do not know
Where the winding roadways go,
Little feet that never tire,
Feel the stones or trudge the mire,
Still too pink and still too small
To do anything but crawl,
Thinking all their wanderings fair,
Filled with wonders everywhere.

Little feet, so rich with charm,
May you never come to harm.
As I bend and proudly blow
Laughter out of every toe,
This pray, that God above
Shall protect you with His love,
And shall guide those little feet
Safely down life’s broader street.

Press this sweet pony figure?s back and watch her "crawl" her way over to you and right into your heart! Care for her and love her and she'll respond to you with pony phrases like, "Watch me, Mommy!" and "Let's play!" Watch her tail wiggle as she crawls to you, and then scoop her up in your arms and pet her soft, "furry" body. Looking adorable in her cloth diaper with a bow in her hair, this lovable pony pal is sure to keep you on the go.
Precious pony figure "crawls" and "talks" to you and has a soft body for hugging and cuddling. Requires 3 "AA" batteries, included.