6:54 a.m. I had just stumbled downstairs with a naked 2 year old who had removed her diaper and wet the bed. I had not yet had my first cup of coffee when I heard..."hey honey, do we have anything I can take to work for a gag gift....today?"
I delivered, within the 20 minute window, the most awful Santa sweatshirt ever made. I knew I saved that thing for 20 years for a reason.