Ode to the Baby Wipe

I suppose the Ode to the Baby Wipe is a right of passage of sorts, since once anyone starts using them they realize what wonderful and useful things they are. So I present:

The Baby Wipes Ode

You wipe much more than baby's bottom,
Though that is your main MO.
The truth is you clean so many things,  

Messes in general, are your foe.

 
You've touched every surface in my house,
Leaving no streaks or residue fog.
You don't grab crumbs from the floor however,
But that's because we have a dog.

I do admit, I have brand preferences,

To me some have more clout.
But I love you wipes enough in general,
to ever go without.

I buy in bulk and keep stashes on hand,

Diaper bags aren't complete without you.
I keep you in my purse and car,
Plus gym bag, stroller and highchair too.

At some point my kids will be potty trained,
So I won't need you quiet as often.
But baby wipes I'll never give you up completely,
I love you so, you're awesome!

Birthday Dog

Who has four paws and turns 9 today?  This dog! Happy birthday Jules!

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Also? This dog also had cancer. Two different kinds with two different probabilities of spreading at the same time. Yeah. That blows.

But! Neither one spread internally. We caught them early enough and have removed all of it so far. So she has a relatively clean bill of health right now. Which is the best possible news we could have gotten for this. No chemo or radiation treatment needed.  

But even if they were treatment options, we're not going to take it. It may not work, it's hella expensive, but most importantly Jules wouldn't understand what she would be going through.  We're going to do what's best for her, and that means keeping her comfortable.     

I have a feeling Jules will be with us for a few more years, if for no other reason the bounty of table scraps the baby drops. And Jules is a fighter, all heart. So even if this is what eventually takes her out, I know she won't go without a fight.