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He’s cuckoo

Yeah, this was a better idea in my head than it was in real life because you can just imagine what happened when he got tired of amusing me and tilted his head backward. Jon was downstairs trying to get Marlo to sleep in our bedroom which is directly beneath this part of the living room. And he texted me and as all, dude, is there a circus going on up there? And I was all, well, I’ve got Coco in a headlock, and Katey’s wrestled Chuck to the ground, and we’re using our spare hands to try and grab stray Cocoa Puffs as the dogs wrangle their heads and tongues LIKE MAD. So, yes. Circus.

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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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