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Rich!

My Dad’s birthday present to everyone in the family is their age in individual dollar bills. So my siblings and I got seventy dollars, stuck it into a card, and were all GO BANANAS!

I guarantee he went home, put every single one of those dollars underneath his mattress and then changed his will to specify that they be buried with him.

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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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