Happily-Ever-After-Land
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| Blog Name: | Happily-Ever-After-Land |
| Url: | http://happilyeverafterland.typepad.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | toddler, military, mom |
| Description: | What happens when the glass slippers come off and real life begins? Thus far, it involves a precocious toddler, a neurotic dog, a dashing husband, and the US Navy pulling the strings. And not a Fairy Godmother in sight! |
| Popularity: | 76 Followers |
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PhotoStory Friday - Appley Apples
Hosted by Cecily and She's a moron and can't remember... Now that we have landed in New England, we are trying out all kinds of New Englandy things! First up,APPLE PICKING!
Hosted by Cecily and She's a moron and can't remember... Now that we have landed in New England, we are trying out all kinds of New Englandy things! First up,APPLE PICKING!
Mommy of the Year - Corporal Punishment
"I...can't....do...this.....anymore," she panted."Tough, keep going," was the response.No warmth, no love, just the cold, sharp words slicing through the air like daggers."But I'm tiiiiiired," she pleaded, about ten seconds later."I don't care. KEEP GOING." The small girl continued on her grueling task. She had to. She was too afraid of what might happen if she paused in her work for even a second."My arm hurts," the sweet child whimpered, hoping for a twinge of humanity out of this heartless woman."YOU did this to YOURSELF," the haggard woman shrieked, "
"I...can't....do...this.....anymore," she panted."Tough, keep going," was the response.No warmth, no love, just the cold, sharp words slicing through the air like daggers."But I'm tiiiiiired," she pleaded, about ten seconds later."I don't care. KEEP GOING." The small girl continued on her grueling task. She had to. She was too afraid of what might happen if she paused in her work for even a second."My arm hurts," the sweet child whimpered, hoping for a twinge of humanity out of this heartless woman."YOU did this to YOURSELF," the haggard woman shrieked, "
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