February 5

Early this evening, a child who shall remain nameless made a mess than shall remain without description. During the moments that followed the moment of discovery, I was indescribably grateful for these:

Never in my younger days would I have imagined that the sight of scrubby-textured pre-moistened cleaning wipes would bring me such joy, but they do. They really, really do. And this evening, I thank God for giving the inventor of such wipes the wisdom and inspiration to create them.