Vilsack?
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Vilsack?
OK, so I sent the email, saying, "this argument is Vilsack." That works, right? I didn't look it up first.
Don't get me wrong, I completely understand the aversion to disposable wipes for a number of reasons. But,
Do you buy special distilled water you use only for that purpose?
Do you boil everything the baby touches for at least 20 minutes?
I think not.
(how funny is that? Disgraced police commissioner-turned-radio-host invites on acrimoniously fired-popular-radio-host who probably bashed on him back in the day!)
I wish it was a hilarious story-line on this season's Wire and not, you know, real life!
Cloth wipes and bowl of water. I should remember to tell that to my SiL who I'm pretty sure will be using cloth diapers.
I always think I should use cloth wipes. But then I don't.
Right now, Noah's having a bad digestive-tract reaction to the antibiotics he was on (the pede tells me it'll be in his system for another 5 days after use. Thanks.). His little steel gut? NSM. So, we've given our day care provider and ourselves a break and are using a pack of disposables.
There are way too many bodily fluids in my life these days.
That works, right? I didn't look it up first.
Bwah
Do you boil everything the baby touches for at least 20 minutes?
oh, man. Wonder how that kid is doing now?
Wonder how that kid is doing now?
Happily wallowing in something gooey, I hope.
Happily wallowing in something gooey, I hope.
hosting Dirty Jobs...
Do you boil everything the baby touches for at least 20 minutes?
That's just craxy. She might as well stick the kid in a plastic bubble and save herself some time.
Nope. But I do use a shopping cart cover when we go shopping (which I made out of flannel with space ships on it. so cute!) and I do use purrell like it's going out of style and I will wipe a cart handle off with an antiseptic wipe before I pick it up.
All of which are things I would have thought were crazy two years ago.
The truth of the matter is that the mother I thought I'd be isn't the mother that I am. Sure I was a perfect relaxed mom before I actually got pregnant and had children.
AND I'd love a plastic bubble. Or at least the ones you see in that commercial, where there is a bubble inside another bubble and you can ride around as people push you down hills. That shit looks fun.