My son loves all the toys she sees in commercials. So of course I have to tell him that they don’t exist in real life, just on tv.
Take a stand against childhood obesity by chasing little fat kids down the street.
I’m not sure what my two-year-old needs more: naps or an exorcism.
My daughter found a beer bottle on the ground today and said, “This smells like daddy’s kisses.” How adorable!
If I drove an ice cream truck, I would always keep it rolling, even when the kids are being served their treats. That way, the kids need to keep moving if they want ice cream. Parents of fat kids, you are welcome.
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