I hate shopping. I really do. Guys buy; we don't shop. I just want to get in, buy it, and get out. I know, I know, I know. That's gay sacrilege and I'm going to lose my membership card for saying it, but it's true. Shopping sucks.
Plus, babies are really, really expensive. I mean REALLY expensive. I thought that the big expense would be having the babies and bringing them home. After that, I thought that it would be a long, slow(er) drain on the finances until they went to college. Who knew that just getting a household set up for kids would be a bankrupting experience (obviously, all of you who laughed at our naivete did)? Cribs, dressing tables, car seats, strollers, diapers (!!), wipes, formula, clothes, and on and on and on.
On one hand, there is the expense and pain of shopping. On the other hand, the outfits are sooo cute. My sister and brother-in-law got the Twinkies the cutest pair of baby Uggs (TM) for Christmas. They are so tiny and so adorable.
I am so head-over-heels in love with these babies that I would gladly spend an eternity in debtors' prison (the new House GOP is bringing this back, correct?), if it would make the babies happy. Fortunately, a smart friend told us that all we really need to do is make sure that they have a safe place to sleep, have food, and are changed regularly. Everything else is extra. Plus, we all know that at the end of the day, they'll have more fun playing with the box than anything that we might put into it.