Mike informed me that the last couple of posts made me sound like a know-it-all. A wanna-be-know-it-all, in fact. I informed Mike that he doesn't update the blog anymore (Ba-Zing?)

That said, I felt a little dose of self-deprecation might help to balance the scales. Here it goes:

1. Sometimes I make Bridget get her coat and boots on just so I can go and buy coffee (we have an espresso machine)
2. Bridget's crib is in our room because we can't afford an apartment with two rooms and I can't lay down on our bed without waking her up because our mattress has a plastic cover on it to prevent a bed-bug RE-infestion and the cover makes a horrible crunching sound.
3. In case that last point appeared as a call for sympathy (better yet, charitable donations) I should just say that we are not really poor. Truth is, I have rich parents who give me money which I waste on coffee.

How's that for self-deprecation?