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Getting Dressed While Being a Mom
I confessed to a co-worker yesterday that I accidentally wore my brown pumps with my black slacks. Of course, I didn’t notice until I arrived at work, looked down and saw brown peaking out from underneath my snot-slimed pants. The snail trail was easy to clean up in the bathroom. I’ve cleaned a lot of…
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Coming Home: Good Enough to Eat
I arrived home today from my whirlwind trip to Las Vegas and sat down to dinner with my family whereupon I immediately asked a 5-year-old if he found it necessary to keep the large piece of deli ham on his face. Cai told me that it was, in fact, necessary but he also assured me…
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It’s like a 2 hour vacation.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, Any number of kids is a lot of kids. But here’s another truth that’s important to share. A truth you will understand if you have any number of children. (Or if you have no number of children and you’re just, you know, conscious and notice stuff.)…
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Except My Brain Quit
I wanted to write a new blog post last night, except my brain quit. (You should know that I would’ve been charming, eloquent and funny. I’m just sure of it.) I wanted to do some laundry last night, except my brain quit. (Psst… I’m using wanted rather loosely.) I wanted to finish my kids’ enrollment forms…