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My little SuperMutt

Originally Marlo wanted to be a clown for Halloween. I have no idea where she got the idea for that costume, perhaps her nightmares? But when we couldn’t find a clown suit (that would require advanced preparation, and I left that church 15 years ago) she settled for dressing as her favorite animal. And she was fine with being referred to as a puppy up until about the fifth house when her legs got tired and fatigue settled in, and then she was all, Jesus Christ, MOTHER. I am a DOG, not a PUPPY. UGH.

Next year I am dressing her up as Brenda from the original 90210.

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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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