conuly

Got some shirts. Managed to find some good jeans (finally) at $9, which would be a better price if it weren't at the Lot Store (read: the really cheap discount store, which explains why I'm so amazed that they're good jeans). Unfortunately, the pair I bought fit Jenn instead of me, so I'm going back tomorrow.

Oh, and Jenn had a conniption today. I'm not allowed to give the details, but it has to do with this.

Looking at that site, and the baby I saw today, I have this to say:

1. None of those pictures show the babies with any sort of parental contact, so I don't know how it helps babies "bond more".
2. Dear god, that thing must be impossible to clean! Y'know, the first baby bottles had tubes between the bottles and the nipples. Yeah, and a lot of those babies died because their bottles NEVER GOT CLEANED.
3. There are no capitals in the phrase "parental supervision". It is neither a proper noun nor a trademark.

Anyway, as I said, Jenn had a conniption. And I'm not allowed to describe it. Which is a pity, it was kinda funny (except that the people in question never heard any of it, because Jenn has manners. So she just rants to me, and do *I* need to hear this, when you're just preaching to 1. the converted and 2. the person who is NEVER HAVING KIDS?)