There is nothing more adorable, cozy, and downright heartwarming than a swaddled baby. Nothing. I defy you to even come up with one thing. Naked baby is close. But swaddled baby wins. And there is no trick up my sleeve that can calm my babies faster than a Double Wrap Hinckley Special Swaddle.
Until yesterday. Little Squirmy Will has learned to somehow slide right out of the blankets leaving them still rolled by his side. That is talent. And the end of the swaddling era. I hate when that happens. I'd still swaddle Maggie if she's let me.
Heck, I think I'd like to be swaddled. Have you seen the weather outside!?