American Shopping vs. Ethiopian Babies

I was in a store today that featured all sorts of things for a little girl's room: signs that said "I'm a Princess;" pillows that said the same thing, stuffed animals and fairy dresses and crowns and beds with matching dressers. I think all that would be all right except that today I also read about some things kids in Ethiopia face during their "princess phase:" rickets, malnutrition, abandonment. The contrast couldn't be more stark.

I read an article that said "infants are usually hot and dusty."

All that to say, I cannot wait to get my arms around a hot, dusty, abandoned, malnourished princess.