Marlo made fast friends with my cousin’s daughter Sheyna, and the Mormon/Southern jokes started flying when they grabbed each other’s hands. I was just happy nobody was giving me a hard time that I left Marlo in her pajamas all day long.
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.