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Monday, October 5, 2009
what fresh hell is this?
chutes and ladders
with a cheating almost 6-year-old and a flighty 4-year-old.
flighty won, much to cheater's vexation.
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face.
book.
overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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i've never been so glad that cheetos exist
could i be any more of a hausfrau?
who says cocktails aren't for children?
got a hot date with a stripper
things i never thought i'd need to say, installmen...
it's beginning to look a lot like christmas
what fresh hell is this?
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i SAID
[sound of scream here]
beeyatch
chicks rule and boys drool
crabby old lady
crash bang splat
food and drink
for real?
funny monkeys
i had a brain somewhere
kill the groundhog
love and marriage
mommy madness
my carcass
oopsie
peanut patrol
scandihoovians
things that really matter
trifles and frippery
when it started to begin
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