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Thursday, April 1, 2010
"do you want to pet my worms, mom?"
oh dear god. this was not in the
so, you're having a girl!
brochure.
who would have guessed
i'd
wind up with a budding
oligochaetologist
?
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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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the mommy day planner
here comes peter bushy tail
extremely casual friday
it had to happen
why do you hate both the babies?
a series of unfortunate events
the love affair with worms continues
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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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