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Yesterday while I was out I ran across a stuffed puppy and could not resist bringing it home to Marlo. Okay. Lie. I ran across two stuffed puppies.

When I got home I held them behind my back, but she could see the foot of one of the puppies peeking out and OH MY GOD the squeal.

“HOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEE!”

It shot me straight in the gut and almost knocked me over. I folded up that moment and put it in my pocket.

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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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