the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Wrasslin’ and hasslin’

Here are both dogs in the fall of 2009 before Chuck’s gray hair started creeping in, before he got really tired of Coco’s constant requests to wrestle. They still go at it from time to time, usually when a girlfriend of mine shows up (Chuck likes to show off for the ladies), but they don’t play nearly as much as they used to. This is a bittersweet development. While it’s somewhat sad that they aren’t throwing each other around that much anymore, it’s awesome that my life is filled with less broken lamps and dents in the wall as a result.

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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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