The Infomercial.

     Have you ever seen one of those infomercials where they make extremely simple tasks appear nearly impossible? Tasks like pulling clothes from a closet, stacking Tupperware, making cereal, or breathing are brutally bumbled by hapless idiots who are obviously in desperate need of whatever product they'll be selling for the next hour. This, of course, is designed to make the product look more useful and its ability to simplify our lives is supposed to come into stark relief amongst a background of chaos.
     I can't help but think there are some parents out there doing the same thing. Well, at least I hope that's what's happening. There seems to be some things that should be on the same level of taking clothes out of the closet, but it just get's all messed up. The other night I saw the box for a car seat in the parking lot of Target. Our Target happens to be across the street from a hospital. I would like to think that at some point before we get to the hospital in the throws of delivery pains, I would realize that though only two are going, three will be coming back. Hopefully I won't be putting it together, fresh out of the box, while my wife is giving birth.