the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Right before the evening walk

The instructions were: Chuck, down, stay. And then I left the room to find his leash, and when I got back Coco was lying right there with her paws draped over his. Without any prompting. Because she must be touching him AT ALL TIMES. This doesn’t drive Chuck crazy at all.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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