worst. gift. ever.

Maybe I 'm a total grinch, but honestly. I drove past a cemetery this morning. They had a sign advertising holiday, pre-need specials. Seriously? I don't care how close to death I am, you had better not get me a cemetary plot for Christmas. There is just no way that's o.k.. None. Just don't get me anything. I would really prefer that if this is my only alternative.

                                   

fancy pants

To whichever one of my friends to whom I was recently extolling the virtues of the new Target brand diapers.

I made a mistake. We all know that there are many things that Target does well. Many. Diapers, as it turns out, are not one of them. I know I said otherwise, but it had only been two days and I was blinded by a low price and an abiding love of the red bullseye. We are a Pampers family. They have never, ever failed me. I was wrong to stray. Please don't let my poor judgement guide any of your future diaper purchases, I wouldn't want to wish all that extra laundry on anyone that I loved.

Love, Me

P.S. If you ever have to search for pictures of diapers on Google, be very careful. I don't understand why you would post a photo of the contents of your child's diaper on the internet, but apparently, people do.