Shit My Husband Buys

My husband won't stop buying dumb shit. Sometimes I blog about it here: onceuponablogbyjulia.com.

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This one is for all of the Chuck fans out there! My Captain Awesome and a baby who needs Jeffster.

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CAN’T UNSEE.

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Baby Simba suit?! Like I’ve said before, sometimes my husband buys adorable shit.

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Okay, sometimes my husband buys really adorable shit.

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Van Halen everything, including license plate holder.

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My husband's choice of home gym "decor." The theme is Marines-Spartans-Arnold-Schwarzenegger-Ultimate-Warrior-Batman-Superman-Jose-Canseco.

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More things to punch...and prevent me from actually parking in our garage.

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The most complimented item my husband owns? This $20 silicone wedding band. Never mind the platinum one I got him.

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Always has to be an early adopter.

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Are inflatable sneakers a thing again?

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Van Halen everything, including lullabies for our unborn son.

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Van Halen everything, including phone case.

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Van Halen everything, including mouse pad.

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Van Halen everything, including tattoo.

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Van Halen everything, including guitar. Okay, this makes sense.

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Ninja Turtle bath towel for our unborn son. Modeled by our firstborn.

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The “ultimate” father-son matching outfits.