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To My Son And Daughter. For when they become teenagers who know everything. Because we show our true colors- our beliefs, our prejudices, our weaknesses, our hopes – by the choices we make in raising our rockstars. “Mummy” is an honor that ranks higher than Derivatives Structuring Head, Big Fat Investment Bank. Higher than CEO, Biggest Conglomerate Ever. ‘Cause a long time ago, even they had Mummies.
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Monthly Archives: May 2010
Only Child Syndrome (Shame on the ‘rents)
As they say, pictures are worth a thousand words… Train Set (to be fair, 5 months down the road, he still tinkers with this most mornings – this is a gift to us. To. Us. Not him. We need the … Continue reading
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Return
Interested readers (all 3 of you) would be interested to know today was the day we ventured back into Wisekids Playroom. This, after my beloved first born threw a nutty about a week ago, resulting in my vow we would … Continue reading
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Potty
Rockstar likes his privacy. Doing no. 2 is serious business (sorry) and he will suffer no company. Checking on him earns me a bashful but urgent “Mah-mee go out siii-iide please!!” The dog gets the same treatment so at least … Continue reading

