That baby is as cute as all get-out, but this picture just doesn’t do it for me.  Yes, yes, white is the color of innocence and newness and shininess and all that jazz.  However, this is a bit overdone.

I can hear the sylist muttering to themselves right now, “I will make this picture REEK of innocence.  If they can’t allow the innocence into their cold, black hearts, I will shove it down their throats!”

And really, does anyone care about Trista and whatshisname anymore? 

All right, here I thought I was being all tricky.  Since I mostly hone my tricks on a four year old, apparently I’m going to have to up my game.

The hippo blanket was indeed the more expensive item.  Which surprised me, because the circus blanket was appliqued, had embroidery, and has a satin backing. 

Poor, poor elephants, hardly anybody liked you!

One of the timeless traditions of raising children, in this particular case boys, is the legended “annointing” which often takes place when one attempts to change the wee sprog’s diaper. Indeed, unless one is faster with one’s hands than a Vegas card sharp, one is likely to gain unwanted empathy for the daily life of the humble diaper through warm, damp experience.

Until now.

Ladies and gentlemen, we present perhaps the most awesomest urinary accessory ever in the history of recorded history:

The Pee-Pee Teepee

Changing a baby girl is not all glitz and glory.
Changing a baby boy is an even bigger horror story.
You hold his feet in one hand, and the diaper with the other,
The whole time praying “Please don’t pee on your mother”.

The pee-pee teepee for the sprinkling wee-wee.

All hail The Testosterone Zone for bringing this miracle of technology to our attention. The name of the inventor who came up with this parent-washwater-and-diaper-sparing ecofact is lost in the mists of time, but it should be proclaimed from the highest mountain yea, even unto the lowliest sunken livingroom, for verily, he is a great genius, yo.