“Mommy, why don’t you like cupcakes?” takes another giant lick of frosting off the top of hers. half ends up inside her mouth, half gloms on top of her growing pink mustache. “well, it’s not that i don’t like them, i just don’t feel like having one right now.” god, i really do feel like […]
Morei’ve been suffering from a terrible eczema outbreak since January. my daughter’s, that is. she, on the other hand, hasn’t complained a bit. while i cursed through round after frustrating round of trial and (mostly) error with lotions and potions we’ve used previously, she remained her sunny self. through itchy nights when all the Benadryl i […]
Moreprefacing this one by saying that Spy is in Italy. Italy!!! for a week!! Miss Girl and i are holding down the fort here with terrible twos officially kicked in (right on schedule, as my perfect daughter would ensure). so. this is the first night ever in 2 years and who knows how many nights […]
Moreif anyone had told me 3 years ago that i would have done a practice round of the cupcakes i intend to take to school for Miss Girl’s second birthday, i would have told them they were fucking insane. 3 years ago, i had no idea i would be dealing with mega-mommies who somehow find […]
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Peaches & Poppycock 