March 2012
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He's Just Resting His Eyes
Dictator: Daddy, I watch hockey wif you?
Husband: Sure, sweetie.
Dictator: Okay. I haffa lie down and close my eyes like you lie down and close your eyes for watching hockey?
Mar 31st
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Dear kid who didn’t show up for your 10:00 job...
When the hiring manager calls you at 10:15 to see if we got our wires crossed on the start time, the correct answer is not, “Oh. No, I knew it was 10:00, but I overslept and when I realized I wasn’t going to make it on time, I figured I didn’t have a chance so I just skipped it.” And when the hiring manager graciously offers to see you anyway, and asks you when you can be here, and you say,...
Mar 30th
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“Oooh! I like that!”
– Dictator, commenting on my outfit this morning. Of course, she was wearing a black velvet Christmas dress, multicloured leggings covered in hearts, and a soft floral headband across her forehead, 80’s workout style. So I’m not sure whether I really appreciate her approval.
Mar 28th
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Mar 28th
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“Ssh! Mama-Daddy still sleeping! The sun not up yet. The moon not down. I needa...”
– Dictator. To herself (or the cats). In a not-at-all-whispering whisper. At 5:00 this morning. 
Mar 26th
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That's What I Got Up For? Really?
Scene: Int. 3am. Mother rises to the cries of her three-year-old and stumbles blearily to the child’s bedroom.  Mother: Bebe, what’s wrong? Child: [cries] Mother: Sssh… What’s wrong? Child: [stops crying; farts loudly] …Skew me!  End scene. 
Mar 25th
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Home Sweet Home
So, we’re leaving our old bank. And doing so is costing us too much money. But it’s worth it to us to finally get the house we want! (And to tell the bank to go screw themselves. Because that is definitely a fringe benefit of this decision.) Who wants to help me move boxes? 
Mar 23rd
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I've Been on Tumblr Too Long
Some asshole was tailgating me, and part of my road-ragey dialogue included: “I’m already speeding, jackass. If you don’t like the way I’m driving, just go ahead and unfollow.” 
Mar 22nd
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She's A Real Morning Person
Me: Dictator...
Dictator:
Me: Bebe, it's time to get up.
Dictator:
Me: Hey you... the sun is up.
Dictator: Aw, maaaaan.
Mar 20th
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She Called My Bluff
Dictator called my bluff this morning. When my brother was about Dictator’s age, he would sometimes resist going to the sitter’s house in the morning, and my mother would say, “Well, we can’t just not go. We have to go tell Gail that you’re not coming.” And my placated little brother would happily put on his shoes and his coat and walk down the street to the...
Mar 19th
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Almost Four
When your three-year-old asks if you can bake something “togevver”, and you say “yes”, but not “yes, in a few minutes; wait for me”, be prepared to drop whatever you’re doing and head to the kitchen right away.  Because if you instead choose to finish up what you’re doing, by the time you enter the kitchen you may find your three-year-old has gotten...
Mar 18th
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Do Sad Bunnies Mean My Kid Is Sad?
We were decorating Easter bunny cutouts this morning. The kid kept drawing sad faces on the bunnies, despite the fact that she was laughing and smiling the whole time we were crafting.  I asked her why the bunnies were sad, and she just said, “nuffing.” I asked her if she was sad, and she said, “Nuh uh.” I asked her if she was happy and she giggled and gave me a super...
Mar 18th
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bujnik replied to your post: “Mama, I want that!” Lalaloopsy Dolls are such shit. The head is like a bowling ball and it’s all awkward plastic. Their soulless dead eyes freak me out. 
Mar 18th
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"Mama, I want that!"
Thanks to Disney Jr., Treehouse, and our rapidly-growing collection of Disney movies, we’ve led a blissfully (kid-oriented) commercial-free life for the last few years.  That changed this morning when Dictator and I sat down to watch Kung Fu Panda, which we recorded from a regular TV station a few days ago.  Now Dictator knows we’ve been holding out on her. She’s been...
Mar 18th
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Fuming. Absolutely Fucking Fuming.
We signed off on our new place on Sunday, pending lawyers and financing. Contract sent to lawyer: Check. Contract sent to bank: Check. Contract approved by lawyer: Check. Financing approved by bank: Check.  Wait. Hold everything. Cross out that last checkmark. Why, you ask? Well, it’s not because of our stellar credit rating, or our well-paying jobs, or our extremely low debt ratio....
Mar 15th
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Mar 14th
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Mar 14th
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There's a Rehab for This, Right?
It started with an online room planner. I thought one floor plan couldn’t do any harm. It’s just one layout, right? It’s no big deal. It’s not like one floor plan would lead to anything more serious.  But after that first floor plan, I built a second one with a different furniture layout. The next thing I knew, I wasn’t just eyeballing our furniture for kicks; I had...
Mar 14th
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“The blue car is so dirty! We needa get a new car.”
– Dictator
Mar 13th
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Safety First!
Dictator and I ran a few errands tonight, resulting in me having to buckle/unbuckle her a grand total of ten times.  Which meant that I had to buckle and unbuckle a very invisible but very safety-conscious Agent Oso ten times, too.  Because when your kid says, “Mama! You not drive if all the seat belts not on!”, you put your car in park, get out of the driver’s seat, and buckle...
Mar 13th
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“In my new brown house I haffa bigger room and I haffa bigger bed and I haffa new...”
– Dictator’s assessment of our new place
Mar 11th
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We bought a new house today.
August can’t come fast enough.
Mar 11th
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She's Practically Sixteen, Right?
Dictator: I go to Lala's house and you go buy the brown house?
Me: That's the plan.
Dictator: How 'bout I drive?
Me: How about no?
Dictator: How 'bout yes, Mama? I bigger this day.
Mar 11th
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Parents of the Year
Upon hearing the rustle of the cat food bag coming from the kitchen...
Husband: I have no idea what Dictator is doing with the cat food in there.
Me: So, do you think we should investigate?
Husband: Nah.
Mar 11th
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“This is a great idea, Mama!”
– Dictator, whenever she wants to convince us of something. As in, “May I have a cookie for breakfast, Mama? This is a great idea!” 
Mar 10th
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Mar 10th
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You know you don't compliment each other enough...
Mar 9th
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Well, That Was One Way to Lose 5 Pounds
Thanks for the stomach bug, Dictator.
Mar 8th
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Sincere Apologies to the Guy Crossing the Street...
I was singing along to Cee Lo Green.  Those lyrics weren’t directed at you.  There was no need to give me the finger. 
Mar 7th
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You know the way a cat kneads the bed before it lays down? Dictator just poked and prodded me before snuggling in, then proclaimed that I’m not very comfy today.  Might have something to do with the bra I didn’t put on this morning. Bring your own pillow next time, Kid.
Mar 6th
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Launch Sequence
3… “Mama? I not sick.”  2… “Mama? I want a snack and a drink.”  1… “Ma-“  0… [puke] And then we all roll over and get another half hour of sleep before the next one.
Mar 6th
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I love you guys.
I just noticed that of the not quite anons from the other night, the ones with the most notes are the ones in which thefootlightclub and inkdot the anons were “attacking” me.  You guys are the best. 
Mar 5th
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Keeping this one in my back pocket in case I ever...
Me: Are your pants feeling a little snug?
Husband: Maybe. Well, yeah. I mean, I guess I've been putting on a little weight, but I didn't think you could tell. And it's kind of mean of you to just ask like that, even if I am getting kind of fat.
Me: You're not getting fat. You're wearing my pants.
Husband: Oh.
Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 3rd
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thegorydetails replied to your post: thegorydetails replied to your post: I doubt that… You’ll change your mind when you get a bucket of shit tossed on your head while out for a leisurely stroll. This is why exercise is never the answer. Stay in. Sit down. Make people bring you stuff. That’s the way we pretentious bitches roll.
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: What's the best way to break up a poo so that it fits down the toilet? I hate when it gets under my fingernails and then into the ground beef, so please don't suggest fingers.
Mar 2nd
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Really Brightened My Mood.
thefootlightclub: You know what is a goddam riot of fun? Spamming itonlylookslikeimincharge your friend with all sorts of ridiculous anon questions when they get drunk on a business trip and turn on their ask box. You guys ruined my fun.  Ruined it.  Also: Anon is always on. Why don’t you spam me more?  P.S. I had “You support masturbation” pegged as you from the...
Mar 2nd
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thegorydetails replied to your post: I doubt that your even a real blog. Totally some bullshit government sponsord website to promote adoption. Go use our dollars on important things like roads and shit. I disagree. Spending money on sewers and sewage treatment is pretty important. I think the old heave-a-bucket-of-excrement-out-the-window trick from the middle ages was totally reasonable and...
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Gay people?
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Help me settle a bet. Best way to remove flesh from animal skulls found by the side of the freeway?
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: I doubt that your even a real blog. Totally some bullshit government sponsord website to promote adoption. Go use our dollars on important things like roads and shit.
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Do you ever wonder what it would be like if human vaginas were made of wood?
Mar 2nd
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juneofthemoon asked: Why are you not a never-nude? That's just pretentious.
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: You support masturbation? Your hands are unclean in ways that you will never know. May God forgive you.
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Does your husband let you spoon him?
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Is adoption legal in Canada?
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: I get the impression from your blog that you'd be a big Santorum supporter? Is that true or should I just stop following you?
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: It's called a cloaca! A bird vagina is called a cloaca.
Mar 2nd
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Anonymous asked: Are you a poker or a pokee?
Mar 2nd
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