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Balboa Beach

On our last morning in Southern California the girls and I had breakfast at Ruby’s Diner on the Pier at Balboa Beach. My dad will be happy to know that my kids’ favorite kinds of things to eat are those found on a typical menu at a diner: Leta will eat a stack of thick pancakes, and Marlo orders a hamburger with nothing on it and then only eats the patty. When I ask her why she doesn’t like the bun her response is always, “Eww.”

She is so very un-American.

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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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