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Unfrump my Mom: Summertime, and the Mamas are Frumpy
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Tuesday, August 28, 2012. Summertime, and the Mamas are Frumpy. Summer is one of the worst seasons of all in Frumpistan. It seems to me that less layers would mean less frump, but the exact opposite is true. Open a summer magazine, and you see pages upon pages of cute hats, beachy hair, jazzy sandals and easy sundresses. Step into a suburban park or a museum between the months of June and September, and you see hundreds of versions of this:. And wear cute flats as we watch them burn? Amy: I. Dont....
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Unfrump my Mom: December 2011
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Monday, December 12, 2011. Verbatim from my almost three-year old at prayer time tonight. Special agent Lincoln (himself). Special agent Miller (his sister). Special agent Rosie (our bulldog). Thursday, December 8, 2011. That when you're cold, wrestling with blankets is just silly? That you can enjoy down time with pets or raid the refrigerator while looking like the missing fifth Teletubbie? That you can go to the big game in your own personal giant pink fleece womb? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Unfrump my Mom: April 2012
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Thursday, April 19, 2012. My house needs an enema. I actually have a (cute, green) basket on my daughter's dresser that is filled with this crap, but the crap is endless. Do I create more crap baskets? Do I cull the crap? Every time I try to do this my daughter senses some kind of tremor in the force and manages to find the crap I've thrown away and resuscitate it back to her room/crap basket.) Is it just us that this is happening to? Are we crap magnets? Thursday, April 5, 2012. 4ps (You go girl.).
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Unfrump my Mom: Mom Confession
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Thursday, May 3, 2012. 1 Eat the best part of my kids' food. Like the very middle of the waffle, after I cut it into small bites. The part with the most butter and syrup. What? I don't get paid in cash for this job. 2 Throw away a lion's share of their artwork. Only if one of them becomes a famous artist and I could be making money off of this crap. 3 Lie to them. Here's a scenario. We have a free morning and my daughter comes to me and sweetly asks, "Mom, can we go to today? 4 Laugh when they fall.
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Unfrump my Mom: August 2011
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Thursday, August 25, 2011. My daughter (almost 5): Mama, your hair smells like poop. That's not very nice. Her: Sorry. I meant garbage. My 6 Favorite Letters. Every so often, I need to be reminded that I am an adult. In these desperate times, I turn to two sources, for very different reasons. Thursday, August 18, 2011. You Will Be Safe, Dammit. What do you think is keeping him safer? Maybe that can be his Halloween costume this year. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. My 6 Favorite Letters.
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Unfrump my Mom: Splish Splash, I Was Frumping my Frump
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012. Splish Splash, I Was Frumping my Frump. One of my best friends has a daughter who is a crack swimmer so she spends the majority of her free time at swim meets. This makes me sad, because I never see her, but it helps take the sting away when she sends me photos such as these:. Thank you for the awesome pics, my friend. You know who you are. August 16, 2012 at 9:39 AM. Caveat: both wearers of said frump are, I believe, foreigners. Do Euros get a frump hall pass? I am a mom, wif...
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Unfrump my Mom: November 2011
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Friday, November 25, 2011. My kids who make me laugh while infuriating me, teach me while I'm teaching them, fill my heart while emptying my wallet, and make me happier and sleepier than I've ever been. My husband who is the kind of guy who will notice when I'm at my wit's end, and wisely and wonderfully make me a hot bath complete with bubbles, candles and a big, cold glass of chardonnay perched on the side of the tub. A snuggly dog, my minivan, viognier and starbucks cappuccinos. Then we went to the zo...
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Unfrump my Mom: May 2012
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Thursday, May 17, 2012. Am I missing something? We haven't cured cancer yet, right? There are still terrible diseases and starving children and abject poverty running rampant in the world, correct? Why then, please tell me why, some really smart people are using all their 900 IQ points making a ROBOTIC BUTT. That shows EMOTION. Because what we really need in this world full of war and hate and angst and what-have-you, are more emotional robotic butts. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. Tuesday, May 8, 2012. I am a...
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Unfrump my Mom: My house needs an enema
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Thursday, April 19, 2012. My house needs an enema. I actually have a (cute, green) basket on my daughter's dresser that is filled with this crap, but the crap is endless. Do I create more crap baskets? Do I cull the crap? Every time I try to do this my daughter senses some kind of tremor in the force and manages to find the crap I've thrown away and resuscitate it back to her room/crap basket.) Is it just us that this is happening to? Are we crap magnets? April 19, 2012 at 8:07 PM. We too, are craptastic...