came along. With all the glories of weight gain, stretch marks and breastfeeding. The colic. The teething. The picky eater. And all before you could walk. So thanks for that hazing ritual.
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We're going to brunch and we're gonna have a good time, and you're going to lay off the screaming and the tantrums and the defiance and everything else for the day.
Because your toddler found the missing black Sharpie before you did. Because even though son is potty trained, he has terrible aim. Because your daughter said that when it's sunny outside and she looks carefully, she can see your mustache.
On this day of celebrating mothers for their love and hard work, how many of us are secretly (or not so secretly) dreading the brunch or dinner we're required to have with our mother-in-law?
arlier today, my sister called and suggested we run away for Mother's Day (she's got three teenagers)!
If Oscar Wilde was right and all women become like their mothers, you can forgive me for feeling a little anxious after my parents' last trip to Los Angeles, where my sister and I live.
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