True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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Monday, October 24, 2022
Cure
(2011) There are some sad boys at my house tonight ... they lost the championship game 12-0. What to do? I'm baking them some cookies, which is the "mom" cure for all life's disappointments.
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