Damm you Trade Secret.
Here I was, minding my own business, coming in to find myself a little black bag for my work party tonight.
I walk in and BAMM.
I get hit with newborn baby onesies and tiny pink socks.
Everywhere I look. KAPOW. PUNCH. SLAP.
All I could hear was my heart beating, I grabbed the first bag I saw and got out.
And then I sat in the car and shed a tear. or two. actually it was probably more like ten.
But that's OKAY.
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