This one is up on Scary Mommy today! Being late is rude. I get that. I have frequently been on the giving and receiving end of lateness, and it feels bad either way. But I’m going to finally confess something that I think you all need to know: I, myself, am an organized, respectful, timely …

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If you have kids, you will at one time or another have this irrational creature living in your house called a toddler. They are hilarious and cute and very easily annoyed. Here are just some of the many ways that you can annoy a toddler… 1. Put jeans on them. 2. Hold them too tight …

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I’m over at Scary Mommy today!   Warning: Satire approaching, please do not actually follow these steps. Do you want to become a helicopter parent? Have your lovelies by your side and in your home for the rest of your life because they are unable to function in society? I have created an easy-to-follow list …

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My husband is a wonderful, loving attentive father but he literally cannot find the mayo. He has much more common sense, a better memory and is WAY more fun than me, but the mayo…it’s just sitting right there. We are different in many ways; I can find the mayo and he can remember that he …

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I love the little mountain town where we live. I love it. I love that my kids can play outside in the forest and get dirty and have adventures that I don’t even know about. But, life out here definitely has its challenges and its…quirks. You know you live in a mountain town if… 1. …

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One of the things about growing older is that you’ve had time to figure out what works for you and what doesn’t. I have figured out that I really like to be all alone and in the quiet. This is really bad because it’s summer and I have two very loud children. They are so …

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I’m over at Scary Mommy today and here is a sneak peek;   If you have been on the internet lately, you may have seen an article in The New York post called, “I Get A Wife Bonus And I Deserve It, So STFU.” Written by an upperclass woman explaining that, because she stays at …

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Unknowingly, I am making myself obsolete. When I’m not right there, my son will comfort my daughter when she gets hurt. They dress themselves, they get their own snacks and can navigate Netflix better than their grandparents. And they don’t even ask me to get them a glass of water anymore because, I guess, the phrase, “Are …

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