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Learning how to share

We bought Coco a bag of stuffed, squeaky squirrels thinking that they would occupy her need to constantly gnaw on something when that something has frequently been my house plants (DO NOT WORRY, ONLY THREE OF THEM ARE POISONOUS). And she’s showed a little bit of interest in them here and there, but nothing like when Bo showed up and was all SQUIRRELS! So for five days our house was this whacked out symphony of maddening SQUEAKING! SQUEAKING! SQUEAKING! until Jon couldn’t take it anymore, walked over to the tug-of-war, yanked the squirrel out of their mouths and then threw it at the wall. And if you didn’t know this already, Jon is very cute when he gets exasperated.

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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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