Coco, if I were you, I would LEAVE IT. He’s figured out that I’m pregnant and is already an emotional mess with the anxiety of what that means, if you try to steal his bone I wouldn’t be surprised if he tries to tear your face off.
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.