The holiday season brings so many good things to the proverbial table ...
There's hot chocolate and cookies; tinsely trees and sparkling menorahs; fluffy, fat snowflakes the likes of which only Frauline Maria could commemorate with song .... and then there's that whole braving-the-great-outdoors-to-pick-up-presents-and-visit-far-flung-relatives-thing.
Correction.
Then there's that whole braving-the-great-outdoors-to-pick-up-presents-and-visit-far-flung-relatives-thing with baby in tow.
Keeping yourself warm is one thing, but making sure that this new little person with sensitive skin, that tiny nose and bitty baby fingers doesn't get frostbite, pnuemonia, or at the very least, a runny nose, makes for a complicated situation.
I used to go the route of a bundler, which not only left my poor cherub looking like a glorified Yule Log, but it was so over-the-top toasty that he'd look and feel like a wet mop by the time I got it all unzipped.
Throwing a blanket over the top of the carrier didn't work either since the first icy gust would blow that sucker right off and send it flying down the street into muck, street salt and who knows what else. That, and I was seriously afraid I might suffocate him under heavy, unbreathable layers of coziness.
Had I known about the SnuggleHut then, my winter wanderings could have been much less cool .... in a good way.
This clever invention - the brainchild of mom Rebecca Wightman - completely eliminates the need to over-bundle and then perpetually have to un-bundle your own bundle every time you hit the road, streets or sidewalk.
The concept is simple. Each SnuggleHut is made from elasticized anti-pill fleece that fits right over the handle and outer frame of baby's carrier making for a warm (not tropical) cocoon-like tent to protect baby from the elements, germy passersby and those aforementioned icy gusts. A flap allows parents to peek in at baby (who will most likely snooze in the serene, semi-dark quietness) or to let baby peek out, and the whole shebang can simply be rolled up while riding in the car or when going inside.
That's it.
No more baby Yule Logs.
Cool.
Well, sort of.
