Babies DO rock. It was the 3-ish toddler phase when I began to first question the wisdom of future birthdays. Something about waking up in the morning, greeting a smiling 3-year-old, and then not being able to stop moving in his wake, hoping to prevent spills, crashes, falls, climbing disasters, breaking glass, liquids pulled off counters, etc., until he fell unconscious again, which never happened nearly soon enough.
birdgirl73 Reviewed by birdgirl73 on . Babies BABIES BABIES!! Oh shit guys... ..so I think I may have a little problem. My whole life I was like "babies are stupid, kids are stupid, I am never having kids.." Now everytime I see a freakin' kid they are like all I can focus on and think "AW OH MY GOD THEY ARE SO FUCKING CUTE I WANT ONE..." ..it is really starting to freak me the fuck out. Rating: 5