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Wife: We need a bigger diaper bag. Me: Or possibly a pack mule. . Rainy Day Activity! What is this pack mule carrying? If you can name all of the products in a comment for this post, you will...
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By the Friday of every week I am completely exhausted. After wrangling the Twins, beating the snot out of my house-husbanding chores, and writing this fine publication (which many have recently...
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My son has discovered the joy of blowing bubbles. Not the sudsy kind that can be purchased at the store that are equipped with plastic wands. His bubbles are homemade, mouth-crafted from his own bodily...
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“Mama. Mama. Mamamamama,” my wife enunciated steadily, in stark contrast to the hyperactive limb-chase she was currently undertaking–attempting to get my son’s frantic arms and legs into his pajamas....
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There’s no gentle way to say this–I can smell the difference between my son and daughter’s fecal matter. I could describe their distinct aromas for you in gag-reflex-inducing detail, but have chosen...
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