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Supermom

I am, I am, I am Superman and I know what’s happening.
I am, I am, I am Superman and I can do anything.

I went to lunch with a friend recently. “Holy shit, you’re wearing real clothes!” 90% of the time I see you, you’re in ratty sweatpants with barf/poo stained t-shirt or sweatshirt,” he exclaimed. Continue reading

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Guest Post: Got Milk

Today’s post is brought you by Amber the Amazing.

Amber has two boys – 3 years and 5 months. She works. She manages an apartment complex. She giggles and bounces. When I first met her many years ago I thought, “No way I’m going to like her.”

I love her. (Exhibit A. Exhibit B. Exhibit C.)

To paraphrase (the now defunct) REM, “She is, she is, she is Supermom, and she knows what’s happening. She is, she is, she is Supermom. And she can do anything.” Continue reading

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