I accidentally got “America’s Most Beautiful Babies” in the mail, addressed to a stripper who used to live here (seriously, what kind of name is Crystal Lyons?), which is probably one of those pay-to-get-your-child-in-this-book-and-then-pay-to-buy-it-so-you-can-show-off-your-baby’s-superiority-even-though-he’s-just-as-stupid-and-hideous-as-every-other-baby-EVER sort of schemes.
But so anyway last night within 40 seconds of opening the book, Bunny and I somehow decided we needed [...]





























