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Post-it poems

I have or more accurately HAD a stack of post-it notes sitting on the countertop in the kitchen where I could jot down items I need at the grocery, important phone numbers, appointments that I will eventually add to a computerized calendar, anything that needs a quick scribble. Both kids have systematically used every single one to draw cartoons or write poems. Marlo’s poems are shall we say a little more abstract in nature, and after I took this photo she drew a long and winding line that resembled nothing. I asked her what it said.

“I can kill monsters in real life,” she answered.

No, it’s not Shakespeare. But it comes pretty damn close.

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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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