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Hey there, Mama. Are you doing okay? You look like you could use a friend. What is it that’s giving me such an impression? It’s that I recognize the heavy look on your face. You do wear it well; I want you to know that. And, come to think of it, I’m pretty sure I…
Dear Mom Who Arrived Late to Your Child’s Preschool Performance, Hey there. How are you? You are pissed at me; I can tell. I can see your disdain for me. Or, maybe it’s jealousy towards my flexible schedule and apparent “free time”. How else would I have been able to arrive at my child’s end-of-the-year…
Do any of you parents tell your children “because I said so” or “because I am the parent, not you”. Ugh. I, myself, am so terribly guilty of this. I throw my parent card in my kids’ faces at least five times a day. Multiply that by three children, which equals an embarrassing amount of…
The story of how my husband and I met is a cute one, so I will give you the brief gist of it. My mom and I used to have regular (weekly, sometimes twice weekly), mother-daughter mall trips. During each shopping excursion, we would grab a bite to eat at the same restaurant where the…
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