July 2012
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June 2012
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Well, yeah.
Astrid is standing on top of a step stool in the kitchen.
James: Astrid, be careful. You’re about to kick your own ass.
Astrid wobbles and falls down.
Astrid: I DID kick my own ass.
“I want to say something important here as someone who works in the field of...”
– The real reason why you should be careful in your discussions about mothers « blue milk (via amaditalks)
I really like the reminder that women who stay at home usually do it for a specific time period and should still be considered viable parts of the work force, only sitting a few rounds out...
Baby mama
Astrid invented the term ‘baby mama’ this morning:
‘that’s my dada, that’s my baby, that’s the baby mama’
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Moving?
Astrid: We need a new house.
This house is dirty.
Me: Astrid, we can clean the house.
Astrid: No. New house.
Me, telling Astrid about her friend P who broke her leg this week: Astrid, P. broke her leg. She can’t walk. She has to wear a cast on her leg.
A: Broke her leg? I need to carry her.
I break my leg too. I kiss her boo boo.
Thank you, iPhone, for keeping me out of prison.
Amber: We are three hot messes.
Me: For realz.
Amber: Only one solution. More Oreos.
Me: I ate my last two tonight and have moved on to wine.
Amber: Brownies and champagne for me. And I bought ice cream sandwiches tonight.
Dre: I want Oreos We don't have any brownies or champagne.
Me: I've moved on to Hershey kisses.
Dre: We don't have chocolate. What kind of family are we? It's un-American to not have chocolate.
Dre: Btw, we are the best mothers ever.
Dre: I'm pretty sure the three of us should co-author a book on being awesome.
Amber: Totally.
Dre: Or virtual villages. Our husbands are alive today because of unlimited texting.
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