I went to a baby shower for my first friend to have a baby on purpose. In addition to that indubitable honor, they have also earned the title of Most Will Power of Any Couple In the Last Decade because they went all 9 months without finding out if it was a boy or a girl. I didn't realize what an accomplishment this was (see first sentence). But apparently, this is just not done anymore. Ooohhhh the instant gratification of our society - or some grouchy grandparent addage like that.
Anyway, back to the gift. In-utero, the baby's nickname was Squirt. So I wanted a onesie that had Squirt from Nemo on it. Doesn't exist.
Made it. Ready? Go.
Put the pic inside a DVD case.
Outlined it because it looked stupid without an outline.
Ironed the back 'cuz that's what the package said.