Mean Mommy

My child just told me I am the meanest Mommy. And, for this distinguished honor, I will no longer be receiving night-night kisses or allowed to read to him.
I don’t think he knows how cute he is when he’s on a tirade.
I think when you mix Pooh and Chunks you get P’Chunks!
…none compares to the stuff he shouldn’t touch.
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Sometimes the fun of parenting is too much fun for the people you know. So, I have a story perfect for anonymity. You will thank me for not including pictures….
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