So....My name is Elizabeth, and I am addicted to toddler stuff. I'm a therapeutic shopper by nature. Okay, fine, a couponing cheapie but a shopper nevertheless, and I have had all this baby shopping and nesting bottled up for 5 or 6 years....Okay , fine, maybe add a couple decades to that estimate! My mother in law has got me figured. During a wonderful trip to Arizona, she was trying to make us let her buy breakfast (US Egg protein pankcakes- y'all, not to be believed!), and she threw in "put it in your baby fund"...and I dropped it like a hot potato. Clammed up. It's a disorder. Everything now is either a buy instinct for our little one, or a total scrooge instinct because every other purchase is as if I'm taking away from this adoption. I know, I really need a gray area! To complicate matters, I do also the Dave Ramsey voice in my head. Cable? Cut it, focus on the goal. Eating out? Over, focus! Cute clothes on unbelieveable clearance sale? Weeallll.....okay okay only if they are supremely pack-able and cool for C*a travel! My name is Elizabeth, and I am addicted to toddler stuff. It has been 6 days since my last toddler stuff purchase. Anybody know where to find really precious, gender-neutral design toddler bedding?
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