the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Taco time

Friday night I made the girls tacos for dinner, “just like Grandmommy does.” She does nothing special except buy a certain brand of taco seasoning, and my girls are picky enough that they can taste the difference if I use a different kind. They were blown away that I was able to replicate her dazzling recipe, and that ego boost made me feel generous enough to share what was left over with these jerks here.

And yes, for those of you who have asked, they lick it clean enough that I can just put the pan right back in the cupboard!

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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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