The t-shirts and magnets I received from my father and step-mom–
I don’t think we’ve mentioned it yet, but the Type B girls have a ridiculous gift exchange going. I have Jesse, Jesse has Katie, and Katie has me. I purposely didn’t get Katie b/c for her birthday, I got her bacon salt, and really, how can you top that? So anyway, when I received this in the mail, I automatically assumed it was from Katie. But no, from the dadoo. Good luck beating this Katie!