Thanks, Chris!! Part 2

My coworker, Chris, handed down to me some fantastic stuff for the little peanut: a stroller, a car seat, a high chair, a bathtub, and some clothes, among some other goodies . . .

I took everything home and brought it into the house to have a look-see. I opened the first box -- baby bath towels, little socks and shoes, some pajamas and a grocery cart seat cover. . . awesome!

I grabbed the big target bag Chris gave me next. When I opened it, a smell hit me -- it was an unfamiliar smell, and later I was surprised that it was such a mild smell, but anyway . . .

I looked inside the bag. On the top were a few baby bottles that looked used -- still had formula inside. I thought this was a little gross, then peered in further. DOZENS of dirty diapers filled out the rest of the bag. THAT was the unfamiliar smell I was smelling.

While I rushed the bag outside and into the garbage can, I debated with myself -- should I tell Chris what happened?

Well, I figured I had better say something, just in case . . . apparently the trash was sitting at the door at Chris' house, right next to the goodies he was bringing me. He just happened to mistake one garbage bag for one "goody" bag.

We laughed about it. He called his wife, and her response? "It was just to prepare her for what's coming!!"

Awesome.