The Cheapest Contraception.


Last night was no different to any other Sunday Night around here. We do this thing called the Sunday Night Shut down, where all the mundane tasks are completed to get ready for the new week, and we all do solo quiet pursuits.

Harry was watching a league game on the computer, Jack was attempting to make a loom band iPhone case, the cat was licking its asshole, Mr Woog was watching the Grand Prix (or something like it) and I was reading a book next to him. Everyone was fed and bathed and there was an air of complete content around.

Mr Woog pressed pause on the tv and turned to me, quite out of the blue and asked…

“Can you buy me a onsie this week?”


Turns out Mr Woog was of the opinion that the Sunday Night Shutdown might be further enhanced by wearing a giant Bonds Wonder suit.

Being the obedient wife that I am, I grabbed the iPad and did a little couch shopping. And I found a onsie that guarantees that he will never be touched in a suggestive fashion, ever again.

Want a onesie my darling? Here is your onsie…

Screen Shot 2014-05-19 at 7.49.51 AM

buy yours here

 So, what do you think?

Do onsies turn you on?