Wooden Baby Walkers

wooden baby walkers
    baby walkers
  • (baby-walker) walker: an enclosing framework on casters or wheels; helps babies learn to walk
  • A baby walker is a device that can be used by infants who cannot walk on their own to move from one place to another. Patents have been issued for baby walkers as early as 1851.
  • Made of wood
  • made or consisting of (entirely or in part) or employing wood; "a wooden box"; "an ancient cart with wooden wheels"
  • Like or characteristic of wood
  • Stiff and awkward in movement or manner
  • (woodenly) ungraciously: without grace; rigidly; "they moved woodenly"
  • lacking ease or grace; "the actor's performance was wooden"; "a wooden smile"
wooden baby walkers - EverEarth Activity
EverEarth Activity Walker
EverEarth Activity Walker
Winner of Creative Child Magazine Preferred Choice Award in 2009, this solid wooden activity walker is sure to be a hit! Fun toddler activities include bead Maze, xylophone with mallet, 4 piece interchangeable animal puzzle, peg maze, 3 piece shape sorter, peg maze rolling flower gear tumblers, and netted storage area in the back. Designed for ages 18+ Months. Measures 18.9" x 11.5" x 11.4".

Made by EverEarth Toys. From packaging to production, EverEarth Toys are earth friendly products. Recycled materials, water-based colors and an ICTI Certified Factory are just a few of the ways that EverEarth is helping to keep our planet and our children happy and healthy. The EverEarth line is kid-safe, eco-friendly and is made from renewable forests.

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History of The Byrds
History of The Byrds
Grievous Angel: An Intimate Biography of Gram Parsons New Biography Examines Life of Pioneering Singer-Songwriter February 27, 2006 As the Byrds prepared their 1968 landmark album, Sweetheart of the Rodeo, an ambitious but not-yet-famous Gram Parsons once again found himself on the crest of music stardom. He'd started in a teen rock band in Winter Haven, Fla., then checked out the folk scenes in Cambridge, Mass., and New York City. Yet his move to Los Angeles proved to be a pivotal moment in his career. After his International Submarine Band's Safe at Home album had fizzled, Parsons accepted an invitation from Roger McGuinn and Chris Hillman to join the Byrds -- a journey that led to the stage of the Grand Ole Opry and a British tour with the Rolling Stones. In this excerpt from Grievous Angel: An Intimate Biography of Gram Parsons, author Jessica Hundley (with Polly Parsons, Gram's daughter) describes the numerous setbacks and thrilling highlights during this intense time of Parsons' pioneering, tumultuous history. Almost immediately after meeting Roger [McGuinn] and Chris [Hillman], Gram took them to meet Nudie [the rodeo tailor], who decked them out in customized rhinestone and flash. The three spent long nights together smoking hash, hanging out and listening to tracks by George Jones and Hank Snow. Country became a new adventure, a door open to fresh air, and Chris and Roger were ready to breathe deeply, ready to shake the dust off their four years together and test out something new. Gram thickened his drawl and went to it, enthusing to his new bandmates on the revelatory nature of their upcoming experiment that would roll the Beatles and Hank Williams all into one, seducing two disparate audiences simultaneously. Columbia Records was slightly wary of the concept, the label executives raising their brows at what amounted to a concept album, a time-travel journey encompassing Appalachian hoot and holler, defiant Dylanesque folk, sprawling space jams and urban-cowboy country. Nevertheless, the record company agreed on the basic creative plan and gave the go-ahead when the Byrds announced that they wanted to record in Nashville. That spring, Gram returned to the South, swell-chested and triumphant. He brought on Jon Corneal as drummer for the upcoming album, along with Safe at Home alumni J.D. Maness [on steel guitar] and Earl Ball [on keyboards]. McGuinn and Hillman invited [guitarist] Clarence White, who had by then become an unofficial fourth member whose playing was thrilling and imaginative, an indispensable addition to the mix. In early March, the band went into the studio and sat down to record two songs -- Bob Dylan's "You Ain't Goin' Nowhere" and Gram's "Hickory Wind." With the guidance of producer Gary Usher and the skills of steel guitarist Lloyd Green and bassist Roy Huskey Jr., the Byrds did right by Dylan, beautifully revisualizing "Going Nowhere," and they revamped Gram's "Hickory Wind" until it was silken and swollen with emotion. In the midst of recording the song, Gram looked around the room at Jon on drums, at McGuinn and Hillman carefully executing notes that he himself had written, and he went numb with pride and anticipation. It was finally happening, finally falling into place. Everything he had spent so much time building was emerging into a recognizable edifice. The next night, the Byrds were invited to play on the sacrosanct stage of the Ryman Auditorium, the broadcast venue of the venerable Grand Ole Opry. Gram was ecstatic. The Ryman had originally been built as a place of worship, a tabernacle complete with wooden pews and sacred ground. When the Byrds hit the stage for their half hour of preacherman glory, a palpable wave swept through the audience, a mixture of curiosity, bemusement, and a hint of hostility. The Byrds had opted for full regalia, Nudie suits catching the spotlights, colors vibrating, rhinestones glowing, their hair stroking their shoulders, their long-legged hippie-kid ease a spit in the face of Opry tradition and an utterly alien presence on the Ryman stage. They started out easy, breezing through Merle Haggard's "Sing Me Back Home," the audience sighing with relief at the familiar chords and settling in to see what these California kids could do. The next song on the set list was another Haggard number, "Life in Prison," but just as the weak applause was dwindling, Gram leaned forward into the microphone and coughed. He wasn't sure exactly why, but something in the audience's smug assessment made him angry, and defiance rose in his throat, tasting of bile and rebellion. "This next song," he said calmly, flashing a grit-teeth grin, "is for my grandmother, who used to listen to the Grand Ole Opry with me when I was little. It's a song I wrote called 'Hickory Wind.'" Hillman and McGuinn exchanged looks, shrugged and started in on Gram's
Day One Hundred
Day One Hundred
It was a long walking day today...Brandi took the day off and we figured what a nice day for a walk to Granville Island. Since her mother can't handle walking hills we took the long way around the hill that is downtown. We hopped on the little ferry and tooled over. First stop was the kids market. Since we're all suckers for the baby she ended up getting a bunch of presents. I bought her a little Playmobil Bee girl riding a flower. We also found a cute Little Red Riding Hood costume that she'll grow into that we wanted to get for future use. Brandi bought a kitty toque and a little matching one for Isobel. Brandi's parents picked up her a Mukmuk and a largish liquid/glitter super ball. Brandi also got a wooden fishy toy. I found that squid I got her there too but Brandi said we have enough squids at home (I guess one is enough). We ate lunch and ferried back across. We went for a walk down to second beach as story time was still an hour and a half away and so we wandered, for a time with Isobel on my shoulders. She didn't seem as interested in the babies or songs of storytime and instead stood at the back of the room and kissed herself in the mirror between bouts of exploring the wall. She did her little standy thing a bunch and such. Afterwards we headed home and tried to have a nap, we were awoken by the phone and Isobel freaked right out. It took a while to calm her. She seemed to be hungry so she had some mac and cheese. However she ended up slamming her finger under the plate and so started screaming again. She needed some boobie and watermelon to calm her down. We were a little worried that we might miss the cabaret show. She calmed down by the time we left and reputedly was really good for her grandparents despite not really wanting to go to sleep (normal). The cabaret was pretty good. The girl on the bar a couple pictures ago was definitly the best of the four girls. It seemed like they had a little bit of trouble harmonizing together which was a little jarring in some of their numbers so I distracted myself by critiquing their costumes in my head "that bra and panty combo is pretty cute" "Is it wrong I think she looks good in pants and suspenders?" "She has the same cheekbones as Kristen Bell". Matty was the only other person that actually made it. It wasn't a bad evening out. I'd go again. We took the little camera hence the slightly crappier quality photo. I took some video too but will probably chop it down a little if I upload them at all. We got home and the baby was asleep and the Walkers were watching Payback. Now they're in bed and I'll probably follow.

wooden baby walkers
wooden baby walkers
Step2 Walker Wagon with Blocks
Make clean-up time fun! This durable activity walker can be used as a wagon or a toy box, and includes 16 sturdy 2" square foam blocks with colorful graphics. Classic walker design encourages and assists toddlers in learning to walk, and the elongated body adds stability and offers more space for favorite toys. Smooth-rolling wheels make "toddling" around easy and fun. One-piece push handle is easy to grasp and fixed at a comfortable height. Includes 16 soft foam blocks with exciting graphics that to teach the alphabet. Each block measures 2" x 2" and includes printing on two sides. Wagon measures 19"H x 22"W x 15".

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