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Please Help: Teenage Boy Room Smell
Dear the Internets,
I have a situation.
A dire situation.
And I need you.
PLEASE HELP ME.
The thing is, my teenage son’s room smells terrible.
TERRIBLE.
Or, in French, which is the language of high drama, his room smells TERRIBLE.
ÉPOUVANTABLE.
EFFROYABLE.
Now, before I had a teenage boy child, I heard other parents talk about a teenager’s room smelling bad. It’s not like this is a surprise, you know? It’s just, … Continue Reading “Please Help: Teenage Boy Room Smell”
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My Dust Bunnies Aren’t Bunnies; They’re Rodents of Unusual Size
My dad had open heart surgery, and then my kids started puking. Of course they did. Of course they did. Because illness waits for no one, as parents everywhere know, and I did not have the time or energy for pukers this week. Nope; illness waits for no one, and it’s certainly not going to book a time on the calendar that’s convenient.
My friend Valerie started texting me things like, “You have a … Continue Reading “My Dust Bunnies Aren’t Bunnies; They’re Rodents of Unusual Size”
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On the Importance of Wanderlust (and Why the “10 Women Christian Men Should Not Marry” List is WAY Off Base)
I read a terrible article yesterday titled 10 Women Christian Men Should Not Marry. It made me crazy because it was so full of judgement, teeny, tiny boxes in which to shove women (and God), and proof texts, that poorest form of theology which makes the Bible into a rule book instead of an epic love story and makes a mockery of Jesus’ life and the way he championed people again and again.
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Seeping Booty: The Bizarre But True Tale of Maleficent’s Real Magic
When Abby, my oldest, was a toddler, she couldn’t get enough Sleeping Beauty in her life and watched the Disney movie, the way toddlers do, over and over and over again – and over again – slamming her sippy cup on the TV when I failed to rewind the tape in the VHS player with a speed that met her expectations. Oh, Modern Mamas with your instantaneous DVD magic! May you never know the pain … Continue Reading “Seeping Booty: The Bizarre But True Tale of Maleficent’s Real Magic”
When Abby, my oldest, was a toddler, she couldn’t get enough Sleeping Beauty in her life and watched the Disney movie, the way toddlers do, over and over and over again – and over again – slamming her sippy cup on the TV when I failed to rewind the tape in the VHS player with a speed that met her expectations. Oh, Modern Mamas with your instantaneous DVD magic! May you never know the pain