Depends, Buying Obnoxious Toys & Erma Bombeck

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I am not what you’d call a “regular blogger”. I do not post in a timely manner (clearly), my topics are not consistent with any given theme, and I have what you’d call a “for better or worse” type of relationship with good ‘ol MoraJunction. She’s always there when I need her, she irritates the

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The all NEW Diaper Genie!

This one doesn’t sit in the corner of a room near the changing table. It doesn’t magically appear from a jeweled lamp.

This genie is a 5′ 10″, brown-haired, blue-eyed drudge who answers to frantic distress calls of “WET!” multitudinous times between 12am and 4:30am.

Elsa: Mommy… MOMmy… MOMMY!

Mommy: Re-adjusts her

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A fire truck… no fire.

It was a lovely, warm, sun-filled Saturday. A friend and her two girls were coming over for a play date, while our husbands spent the day with little white balls and metal sticks on a luscious, green carpet of grass.

At 8am, I realized that we were running low on milk. Blasphemy! No milk =

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It’s too late to turn back now!

The kids are now a year and a half. I can’t believe it.

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