Babies-R-Us

We registered at Babiesrus. What a place! A warehouse for parenthood. Somehow it reminded me of Home Depot with all of the sales associates wandering through their respective stations looking for lost shoppers. "Excuse me could you help me with this stroller?" "Actually I am from 'furniture' let me get the stroller specialist." Next stop. Infant care. I felt pretty unsure about what I needed. Joe seemed to have better security with his scanner gun in hand ready to conquer the job. Next thing I knew Debbi or Candi (or someone with a name ending in I) was leading us through bottles and breast pumps with such aplomb, I couldn't help but wonder how a 17 year old had become such an "expert". "Are you I mother," I asked. "No, but I know all about this stuff. I have been babysitting for a long time...since I was TWELVE!!" She smiled with pride.