Skeptical in the beginning, but all that has changed

I must say I love cloth diapering.  I was a bit confused in the beginning because it seemed like Lola was just wet all of the time.  Truth be told, I thought she was sweating in them and even wrote a post about the fact that Costa Rica was too hot for cloth diapering.  I was just new to the whole cloth diapering world (hell the diapering world period) and I suppose a bit naive as to how much babies peed.  She wasn’t sweating in those diapers, she just peed a thousand times a day.  So during those unknown months, we were using disposable diapers the majority of the time.  But $14 for 56 diapers began to add up and the cloth diapers were simply too cute and
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Right before our very eyes

So while I’ve caught the post-roll from Lola on camera, I had yet to see her roll over myself…that was until this morning.  My mother and I were hanging out in Lola’s room while Lola was happily playing on her playmat.  Then we noticed her starting to do this weird head tuck thing and we quickly realized she was going in for the roll.  She kept ducking her head while trying to hoist her right leg over her left leg.  My mother and I began to cheer her on as she continued to do this for at least another five minutes.  Then suddenly it happened…she got her little butt right over.  It was so awesome to see for ourselves!  Sure I’m happy that she rolled, but I’m more
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nprfreshair: On today’s Fresh Air, how industrial farming destroyed the tasty tomato…and why we’re partially responsible, says Barry Estabrook: “It’s the price we pay for insisting we have food out of season and not local. We foodies and people in the sustainable food movement chant these mantras ‘local, seasonable, organic, fair-trade, sustainable’ and they almost become meaningless because they’re said so often and you see them in so many places. If you strip all those away, they do mean something, and what they mean is that you end up with something like a Florida tomato in the winter — which is tasteless.” One of the best things about living in Costa Rica is the good, fresh produce.  I would sadly miss it if we left.