Last week, Greg and I were sitting around discussing baby carriers. Why were we discussing baby carriers, you may ask? Well, because we're cool that way. Anyway, after a minute or two, we heard an audible sigh from the other side of the room. I turned to Lil G and we had the following conversation.
Me: "What's up, bud?"
Lil G: "I've been waiting on my carrier for a long time"
Me: "Your carrier?"
Lil G: "Yeah, my one with the owls and the buckles, for to carry my baby."
And, like that, it hit me. It came roaring back to me. The promise made six months ago, to make the little man a soft structured carrier. The trip to the fabric store, with him in tow, to pick out his desired pattern. The evening that I spent cutting out the fabric and then the absentmindedness that caused me to put the fabric into a bag and forget about it. For six long months.

Needless to say, the next few days, I got to work, to finish the project that I started. Well, I got it done tonight and my oh my. I had an excited boy on my hands. A boy who uttered the words, "Oh wow. It's so beautiful."
Lil G immediately got his baby (who's name appears to be either Gabba or Yeehaw) and strapped her on his back (yes, since the birth of his sister, the baby's gender has changed). And on his back (or front) she stayed, for several hours. He only took her down to feed her, or change her, or lay her down for a nap. He is going to be a great, babywearing daddy one day.
*Please note: There is no babywearing organization or manufacturer that would condone or recommend wearing one's baby while swinging from a chair.