the smell of my desperation has become a stench

First day

This is the obligatory first-day-of-school portrait of my headstrong preschooler who is making me a liar when I tell people that they should fear the age of three the most. That was true with Leta and a lot of other kids I know. But this one? Four is turning out to be a total back breaker. All the evil of the age of three but with the increased skill and cunning of a four-year-old. She is relentless and obstinate so much more physical about it than her sister ever was. She doesn’t hug. She head butts. I wish all the luck in the world to her teachers and should probably warn them not to trust a single word that comes out of her mouth. And no, that wasn’t a real hand her sister saw in the woods.

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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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