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Thursday, January 19, 2012
What Babies Want
After a check up with the doctor, Mrs. Blackwell and I are heading to Babies R Us today to scope out the latest and greatest in baby products.
Initial reconnaissance at the local Target was not encouraging with regard to pricing. After wandering through the aisles of inflated price tags I was reminded of my wedding, a time when anything with the word "wedding" attached to it was subjected to a 50 percent markup.
So, with cynicism firmly intact but sufficiently suppressed, I'll be there to support my wife and remain engaged in the process of selecting onesies, car seats, strollers, frog-shaped humidifiers, bottles, little shoes, diapers, wipes and 100 other things I'm forgetting or - more likely - completely unaware of.
Strangers, the Internet and television tell me we'll need lots of stuff to be deemed serviceable caretakers by the new-parent jet set. Fortunately, Mrs. Blackwell and I aren't buying what these folks are selling. We're not going on CraigsList for pacifiers but, these kids also aren't getting Birkin Bags to hold their diapers.
Used clothes from their cousins? Yep. "Previously-owned" toys? You bet. Amazon.com? Oh yeah.
For my part, all I really want is a car seat that works. I've watched more guys struggle with car seats than with their golf game and with about the same amount of swearing involved. I'm pretty sure that the whole "earmuffs" thing came about while some desperate bugger was fumbling about with a car seat in sweltering heat.
The dads I met at "Daddy Bootcamp" (I was honorably discharged by the way) agreed that the car seat is a crucial. After that, there was little agreement but no shortage of products to remember to buy.
The worst possibility of course is that a year from now, we find ourselves with unopened boxes whose brand-new contents now serve no purpose.
All we know right now is there's a lot we don't know. But, today, we're going to start finding out.