Went baby shopping in and around Boston this past weekend. Babies R Us was overwhelming, to say the least. Who knew how much stuff you need for a baby? Or don't actually need, as is more often than not the case.No matter where we looked at clothes, everything was split into pinks and blues. Which is probably fantastic for most people, but we're not finding out what we're having (sorry Mom). So what are we supposed to do?
Even if we were going to find out, I'd hate to be pinned down to those two colors (believe me, we get some strange looks when we tell people the nursery is painted gray). Imagine it. Before you're even born, your entire life is sorted by a color: pink or blue. Big Brother indeed.
That's why I love this book.
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