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January 09, 2006
True Poverty
Janie's dad is here for another round of co-parenting. During these week-long visits, one of the highlights is the trip to Toys R Us, where Janie plays up how hard life is with a single mom. Here is an excerpt from the toy store visit, as relayed back to me by her dad.
"I want this baby carseat."
"Janie, you already have a dozen babies that look JUST like that one. And you already have a baby carseat. How about a football?"
"Nuh-uh! I don't have a carseat....that sings."
Yes, its true, this particular baby carseat (complete with drone baby) comes equipped with several buttons that make noise. Push one, and through a shrieking din of static, you can hear a tinny "Mama", or perhaps even a wailing baby. Because nothing says "fun car trip" like noisy toys.
Of course, they bought it. And the football too. I've seen her throw the ball, and if we can just get her away from all things pink and frilly, I think we might have a quarterback on our hands.
