Answer me this, so when did Minnesota becoming the fucking gnat capital of the world? I have a baby that is gassy and teething and if I can’t get out for a walk with the guy I’m might well put the gun to my head now. Gnats everywhere! It’s fun plowing the stroller through heavy clouds of them. I love picking those little shits off of my baby’s twenty dollar Gymboree cable knit sweater with hood. And why does Rhen have the most violent gas everytime Christi has a cheeseburger the night before at Culver’s? I need answers! Rhen needs relief! We want out!