For the record, I hope you like baby comics. I just got the go-ahead from Forrest to write whatever I think of, and to be frank Alexander has been the fulcrum upon which my world has turned for the last month. Galileo was full of crap.
So, baby-related revelation of the day: There are billions of dollars a year in baby butts. I just realized today, after a short discussion with Danielle, that many of the disposable supplies the baby consumes have something to do with his posterior. Diapers, moist toilette-style wipes, no less than four brands of cream, one of which was prescribed by a doctor. All of which would be extortionately expensive if not for the all mighty coupon.
Just some food for thought while you’re trying to eat.
Ja.