It wasnâ€™t the poor guy’s fault. He was just trying to do whatever summer job heâ€™d been suckered into â€“ rumor has it high school type kids are running low on options these days.
The doorbell rang at about 6:30, the typical delivery hour for our particular UPS route (with the driver who Iâ€™m pretty sure thinks weâ€™re running some sort of Diapers.com scam out of our house due to the never-ending stream of boxes). It wasnâ€™t the latest supply of Pampers Cruisers (now in Size 5!) Continue reading