the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Wherefore art thou

This is a small balcony off the new living room that extends about a foot from the house. You can stand there but there’s really not enough room to do any lounging around. Which is fine because both Leta and I are terrified when we’re walking next to the railing on the second floor of a mall. Marlo? I imagine her repelling out these doors while hollering, “Victory!” I’ll get that on video when it happens.

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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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