I laugh, I cry, I change diapers

I am a stay at home mother and I love my job. I feel lucky to be able to stay home and raise my sons, nurture my family, yadda, yadda, yadda. OK some days I feel cursed, but most of the time there is nowhere I'd rather be. Except maybe at a spa.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Back in my day

I just told my youngest he sounded like a broken record. He keeps asking for more screen time and I keep telling him there is NO MORE SCREEN TIME TODAY! After the phrase you sound like a broken record left my lips, I realized that my kids have no idea what this means. It's probably the equivalent of calling them a cotton gin or a typewriter. Or a Commodore 64. In one ear and out the other.
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