Haikus for Baby Wearing

Mom is gone, so I,

Dad, scrambling for you to nap,

strap you in. We waltz.

You won't fall asleep.

I nestle you in and walk

then sit. We both snore.

Strapping you on and

sashaying 'round while it rains.

Dew drops cuddling.

My stubble scratched you;

now we're even - your duck fluff

keeps tickling my chin.

My bro and I wearing our babies.
Photo from my wife - Kim Call - here.