I have finally succumbed to the Shannon Lush phenomenon. Or driven to it, by a tiny bundle of hell (the cute joyful kind).
Everyone has raved about Shannon’s Spotless books for years, and I have seen them walk out of bookstores in droves. But it took the aforementioned bundle of hell (the cute joyful kind) and her peeing free-for-all to send me fleeing for my local bookstore in search of the special keepsake bind-up hardback edition to last me the ages.