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That one winter

I’m probably going to regret having ever said this, but this may be the last picture I post of something frozen in our yard. I’m just getting a feeling, maybe it’s the buds forming on the trees or the daffodils that are starting to emerge from the ground, but I think Spring is very eager to kick Winter off her couch, he’s been drinking all her beer and eating all her cereal, and it’s time he moved on with his life. Elsewhere.

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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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