Thank you for your faithful service to our family these past 6 or so years. Every single day, I have pulled you from your various packages, along with your best pals, the wipes. I feel a little sad now, watching the last of you collect dust in the girl’s room. Before I pass you on to a friend, never to see you again, (at least I don’t plan on seeing you again, but things happen… Lord? Are you reading this?)please allow me these few words.
I especially appreciate you, Mr. Huggies-Nightime for the amazing volumes of Number 1 you can contain. You not only saw us through many nights without leaks, but many 14 hour car rides as well.
Mr. Target-brand – all I have to say is you were inexpensive, but a little flimsy.
Mr. Luvs – you were the occasional splurge who’s scent kept me smiling.
Ms. Pampers – wish I could of known you better, but you were a little hoity-toity for me.
Mrs. Parents Choice. You were the best, except your choice of decorations were a little annoying and trespassing into the evil Walmart always made me feel a little guilty.
We bid you all a fond fair well – forever… (Lord, did you catch that last part? The forever part? Because even though Ben and I JOKE about having another one, I know YOU know that would certainly be a very bad idea. Especially now with the whole commuting thing, and the morning sickness thing, and the fear I have about losing bladder control thing, and… I guess I can stop there.)