the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Sorry I said anything

I guess I spoke too soon. It’s been snowing for most of the day. If Chuck had to write a paragraph about his favorite type of weather it would read exactly like Leta’s:

“My favorite type of weather is warm weather. I like that kind of weather because I don’t like to be cold. Cold weather isn’t fun for me.”

I don’t know why I get such a kick out of that, it’s not like I passed on an operatic voice or the ability to pick up a violin and play songs by ear. I passed on a dislike for cold and that makes me smile. As wide as as when I let these guys outside for their afternoon potty break and Chuck tiptoed through the snow like a fragile princess.

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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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