Sassy Black Friend

Sassy onesies

Went to a baby shower this afternoon. Was generally a good time because the mother to be is a fun person, and didn’t insist on any lame games. We just ate, drank, and opened her gifts.

The thing that surprised me is how lame some of the things people bought were. My friend didn’t register because she didn’t care that much, so everyone was on their own. Her sister had the best gift, this sweet Ergo baby carrier thing that I can’t really describe.

But at least 4 of the 25 people in attendance gave her what I’m referring to as sassy onesies. You know the ones I mean, with the slightly cheeky or funny sayings. She hated them, I could tell. That kind of thing only works for the right person, and my friend is not one to dress her son in snarky clothing. For the record, I got her a gift certificate for a postpartum massage.