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Saturday morning Jamie woke up bright and early. So I let him watch an obscene amount of Caillou while I sat on the couch and caught up on blogs. Parenting from the couch for the win!
I'm all for Breastfeeding. Public. Private. Wherever. If your kids gotta eat, your kids gotta eat. I don't however enjoy seeing bare breast or an aereola shot while breastfeeding on my instagram feed.
I can count on one finger the amount of times I've smoked pot, but anytime I catch the clock at 4:20 I giggle like I'm some kind of stoner.
I had another confession here, but my husband convinced me it was too bad and I had to delete it. I know. I'm such a tease. If you promise not to judge, maybe I'll include it next week.
I'm lucky if I wash my bras every few weeks.
Same goes for sheets. I know I'm gross. {Hangs head in shame}
Until recently, I thought the infamous Chicago bean....was in Boston.
Monday was a beautiful day. Probably one of the last warm days we'll have for a while. So I left work 30 minutes early for an "appointment." Which really meant I was playing hooky to take my son to the park.
I can't stand it when parents give their child normal, traditional names but spell them weird. You didn't just give your kid a unique name. You just gave your kid a common name that now no one can spell or pronounce.
I put a Halloween witch up by our front porch and when the dog growled and barked at it from the window like it was a real person I totally made fun of him. The next day when backing out of the garage I caught the witch out of the corner of my eye and jumped for a second thinking it was a real person. I did it again the following day.
Two years in a row Shutterfly has asked me to be a part of their Christmas card giveaway. This year they didn't and I'm pretending I don't care when really I'm pissed and tempted to buy my cards from somewhere else. You know, because I'm sure they'd really notice the loss of my business.
Happy freaking Friday Ya'll!
Now go cleanse your soul with your own confessions!
9 comments:
I get pissed when people try to spell Connor with an -er instead of -or. Hello!! The baby book said -or was the traditional way. Around these parts, no one has ever spelled it -er. Why start it with my son!?!
I have to tell you what you said about monogrammed clothes helped inspire my post today so thanks.
Also, YES to the BF pics on Instagram. Not EVERYTHING needs to be shared with the world.
YES to the crazy name spellings, it's going to be SO annoying for the kid later in life always having to correct people. Fortunately we picked a name that you can't really change the spelling of.
Umm just this morning I laid in bed trying to remember the last time I washed our sheets. I think I will be doing that this weekend! haha
Ummm, you're supposed to wash bras?! ;) But really ... I have a hard time with that too. The sheets are easier for me than bras.
I think you need to text me your confession that is too bad for the blog. That way you'll feel better about sharing. :)
Um...I jump a lot any more. Even when there is no one there. It's weird.
Shutterfly didn't ask me this year either. Sadly I will still order from them. They are just that good.
Have a great weekend!
Lol I'm bad about washing my bras and sheets too! I also fail at remembering to wash my jeans unless they got muddy, stained, etc. Landon's stuff gets washed weekly though.
I hate "creative" spellings for names too. So annoying.
You don't like my areola shots?!
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These are hilarious! We have to get together outside WW sometime! I'm with you on the bras and sheets. Not exactly a domestic diva.
What's your username on Instagram? I want to follow you, and I promise not to post boob shots. :)
Yeah, I agree. I feel like instagram isn't the place for the breastfeeding photos lol
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