A friend recently paid me the highest compliment, saying that I should start blogging about parenthood because she thought I might have something insightful and maybe not totally dumb to say about it. She may be delusional, but—at any rate—I've decided I *don't* have enough on my plate, what with my baby, my work, my writing, and adding things to my virtual shopping cart on Gilt, then quickly closing my browser before I can do major damage.
So I'll give it a whirl. And, in the meantime, why do they make babies' feet so damn cute? Is it so we'll buy them tiny little Converse high tops? Yeah, that must be it.
(On a separate note, why are Lamaze toys freakishly colorful, in a way that is most definitely scary to both me and my child?)
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