Baby Pickle

We have a new favorite toy: Baby Pickle.

My parents brought a box full of stuffed produce -- pickels, sunflowers, pumpkins, sweet potatoes, corn on the cob -- there were so many toys in that box I can't begin to name them all. For some reason, Amara chose the cucumber to latch onto, and called it "Baby Pickle."

Baby Pickle didn't go home with Grandma and Grandpa, it had to go home with us. Actually, it had to go EVERYWHERE with Amara.

It went to Great Grandma and Great Grandpa's vow renewal ceremony. When she dropped it, she cried out, "Don't worry, Baby Pickle, I gotcha."

Now that's something you don't hear at every wedding!