So I was just at the fabric store and this woman walks up to me and starts talking- the usual conversation (her: twins?---me: duh, woman---her: blah, blah, blah...)
anyway...she tells me she's buying fabric for this thing she invented for her daughter and shows me this atrocity she has created. It's a bottle propper that's basically a little pillow that goes around the childs neck like a bib and has a strap attached to it for a bottle. So the kid can't see, can't get the thing out of their face no matter what and has a pillow strapped to their neck...ummmkaaaay....I really wish I could show you a picture.
She asks if I sew and says I should make one. (apparently I do not look horrified enough) I tell her that my kids don't take bottles. She says "at all?". AT ALL. that's what I said, inventor lady. So she asks "what do you do in the car?" What the heck do you mean? I drive in the car. "When they scream in the car" They don't. And I certainly wouldn't strap a pillow to their face if they did.
anywho...that's my story for today.