Get Your Crumpet Out Of Your Pocket

There are some things you would never in a million years imagine yourself saying, like, ‘Get your crumpet out of your pocket.’

Of course, I meant the pocket on one of these and I was talking to Ronan, not his daddy!

The monkey's bib.I just want to say how much I actually love these bibs, too.  Bibs are one of those things that you just never really put much thought into when you’re stocking up preemptively until you actually need to use them. Bibs for drooling, bibs for eating…I think there are a lot of bib makers making a lot of money off of oblivious new mothers and thoughtful gift givers because I have a lot of bibs that are useless for containing the dribble and drool of the wee monkey, and wouldn’t stand a chance against the mess he’s capable of making with food in front of him.

While not all purpose, this is now my favorite go to bib for anything involving food. I’m considering investing in another one or two…or more…

So yeah, like I said, “Get your crumpet out of your pocket.”

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