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An overseas grandfather loves his grandson so much that it doesn’t hurt to touch his eyes. She made a cradle herself and gave it to her grandson. A cradle in the shape of a ship!

You can tell a lot of effort went into it and the satisfied smile on the grandfather’s face is impressive. It seems comfortable and the baby sleeps soundly. Here are some comments from overseas posting forums. I don’t know, maybe this kid doesn’t like sushi.

Wow, this is beautiful!
It will definitely be a wonderful memory for your family. Plus, it will be a keepsake photo that will last for generations.

Truly unbelievable !
There is a lot of time, effort, dedication and love that has gone into this work. Even if it’s a gift that can only be used for about 3-5 months.My husband also made the same crib for his grandson in 2005. I made cushions and bedding, and my husband made a crib to give to our grandson.
I attached a clip to keep the crib from shaking. When my grandson grew up, he used it as a toy box. It has beI’m sure this photo is old, so I’m assuming the baby is college age.

I wonder if his name is “Noah”.

↑Moses is fine too.

I wonder if it can also work as a boat.

It will make a good memory.It’s true that it would be a shame to end it in the crib, so I would like to keep it as a souvenir, like a toy box.

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