Okay, so no part three today for the cloth diaper thing. I'm sure there are entire threes of you feeling something vaguely akin to disappointment, or maybe it's just indigestion. Or maybe your refrigerator died like mine did yesterday and you're having to sniff its contents and deciding if stuff is "okay" or not and maybe you made a bad call about the mayonnaise. I can't say for sure. BITCH I DON'T KNOW YOUR LIFE.
Anyway. I decided to take a certain blondish gentleman (and another small bald companion) out for a very special Pancakes & Strawberries For Lunch For No Particular Reason celebratory outing after preschool today instead.
(I did write a new post over at Amalah's West, though, lest you accuse me of being a COMPLETE slacker, or even worse: A well-adjusted person who is perfectly able to get through a single day without feeling compelled to plaster long rambling blog entries across half the websites on the Internet. How dare you, sir. HOW DARE YOU.)