So the thing about babies, they take a while to get here. In the meantime, we're entertaining ourselves in some pretty infantile ways. We drove to the Pittsburg IKEA yesterday to buy a crib setup. We ended up getting way more than just the crib, all for someone who's still breathing in their own pee. Jason's #1 favorite purchase was a rat. Apparently every baby needs a rat. Or at least ours does. I've named it Templeton so as not to get too creeped out. Memories/visions of my college pal's pet rat Ava, dragging anything and everything to her treasure pile under the bed pop into my head whenever I look at it. I stop myself before Ava adds our baby to the pile.
Whatever... Jason loves it and I love Jason, so our baby, has a rat.
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