Call me crazy, but what mother-to-be would be pleased with this Wilton cake topper?

“Feeling big with that baby belly? Big enough to break a scale? HA HA HA! Hilarious!”

Even worse, I noticed the topper is out of stock. As in, people really buy it. [groan]

I absolutely do believe Nebraska needs a Safe Haven law. A few months ago a young woman gave birth at a local hospital, then abruptly left, abandoning her newborn in the safest place possible. I was furious when her picture was posted on the front page of the paper for all to see and point fingers at. If we all want to point fingers, let’s post photos of every parent, both male and female, who has abandoned his/her child in this great state. While it was a sad fact that this young mother left her baby without future plans (like a family through adoption), the child was safe and healthy and well-cared for.

You know what, perhaps I will buy newspaper space in the Journal Star if we don’t pass a Safe Haven Law. It will say:

MY FRONT PORCH IS A SAFE HAVEN. ALL BABIES WELCOME, DESIRED!, AT THE PRAIRIE BOX. MY NAME IS REBECCA, MY HUSBAND’S NAME IS JEREMY, AND WE WILL TAKE YOUR CHILD.

Oh wait. We’ve already said that once haven’t we… Well, there you have it. We will say it again.

She looked at me with a combination of expectancy and wide-open child’s delight.

“So. Should we do crafts?” Her shoulders shrugged and hands were up in the air in question. “…Or paint? Or blow bubbles?”

The Big Three had been listed. These weren’t any activities she was presenting to her very weary, still-in-recovery mom; they were were Big Three. The Best Three. The Only Three Activities that could possible appeal to an active 3 year old on a sunny afternoon.

My Big Three were sleep, lay around contemplating sleep, and maybe a bit o’ television.

I’m beginning to think that Liv and I have different goals for our days. ; )