Tonight at trivia the question was what's the name of Jon Snow's direwolf. Easy right?
But then the bonus point was name 3 of the 9 bastard names excluding Snow. I wanted to scream, "My moment has come!"
My daughter is 11 months old. She obviously has no symptoms. However my husband has Tourettes and considering how heritable it is, I'm wondering if there's anything you wish you had done or tried before you experienced symptoms.
My thought is learning skills like mindfulness can only help her even if she doesn't get it.
I bought 3 Little Sleepies pajamas because the patterns were so cute. The website promised they lasted longer than normal because of how stretchy they are. So I talked myself into the purchase.
I spent $35 each on 3 pajamas. They are universally huge on my baby, like 5 inches of extra material on her legs that need rolled up. I purchased the 6-12 month size at 9 months. So sure technically she can keep using them for longer except...
They are so threadbare they're not going to survive that long. I'm 2 washes in and the patterns are fading and I can literally see the pattern on her diaper through the material.
Oh and the stretchiness? Sure I guess except it's all so baggy it snags on things constantly and it's going to rip any day now.
Sure we have things that were cheaper that I've only used once or twice. And we have things that are more expensive that are also less useful.
But this truly is the unique overlap of bad design for form, function, and durability coupled with an absurd price point.
What's your dumbest purchase?
ETA: Apparently quality has gone down on these which is part of the problem. Sigh.
Our in laws took our 10 month old while my husband took me out for a fancy birthday dinner. We got a tomahawk steak!
We go to get our daughter and Grandma tries to give us a cupcake for my birthday which is fine (though I'm way too full) and I was going to let our daughter have a lick of. But then she goes, "Oh wait the baby needs something more to eat."
She brings over a box of Nilla wafers and proceeds to give her one which is very clear it is not the first cookie.
Me: "Wait what? You've been giving her cookies?! She's 10 months old!"
In law: "They're not cookies; they're wafers."
Me: "You are not seven. You know that's a cookie!"
I just can't even.
She has fruit purees and formula, but no it has to be a cookie because grandma can't handle not giving everyone sweets.