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Sunday, December 16, 2007
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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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December
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- 12 ibuprofen
- holee buckets
- it's a christmas miracle!
- tin cup, piece of horehound candy, shiny penny
- someone's tired and her name is mommy
- fisher-price, nasa is holding on line 1
- no, wait, don't, stop!
- oh, there's no place like children's hospital for ...
- math was never my strong suit
- do you hear what i hear?
- it's on!
- oh my word
- s.w.a.k.
- times my children woke me up last night
- we are descended from idiots
- shots for tots
- oh do you know the muffin top, the muffin top, the...
- atwitter about glitter
- it's beginning to taste a lot like christmas
- i blog, therefore i think
- soy sorry
- working in a coal mine, going down down down
- sweetening the pot
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December
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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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