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Momism #6: The Power of the Bra

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I should be ashamed to admit this, but, really, I’m not.

I mean, it’s something I sometimes do so people won’t think I didn’t bother to change out of my pajamas, even though I’m playing with my kids in the front yard and it’s nearly dinner time.

But … yeah.  Some days I don’t bother changing out of my pajamas.

And some days I don’t even have time to notice that I haven’t changed out of my pajamas.

You can’t really blame me, though, since my PJs mostly consist of Gilligan & O’Malley shorts and pants from Target and either tank tops or well-loved, old t-shirts.  So, when I’m running around after two active toddlers, sometimes I’m just too comfortable to interrupt exploring the world with my children to do something useless and troublesome like putting on “presentable” clothes.

So if I bother putting on a bra for you, you’d better feel privileged.

Momisms #1: Mini Vacations

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This references an older post, “Mommy’s Mini Vacation”.  I decided to start making my own “Momisms.”  These will be inspired by real life.

I’m hoping it’s something other moms can relate to.  And that it inspires a few laughs.  After all, ours is a crazy, wonderful life, and one thing us moms have all had to learn is that if you don’t laugh at yourself, you’ll go crazy.

Or more crazy than you already are.

Either way, enjoy this Momism … there will be more to follow in future posts!  :)

{{{This was originally posted at roamingrosie.blog.com, but I’ve since transferred my blog here}}}

Mommy’s Mini Vacation

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And that right there is Mommy’s Mini Vacation.  A trip to Target and a Mocha Frappuccino.  This was one of those trips that I took without the kids, so there was a lot of quietness … and no one trying to steal my whipped cream.

It was a rather long trip, actually, because the heavens opened up while I was shopping, and I didn’t want to leave in the midst of what appeared to be a hurricane.

So I waited.  And I shopped.  Flipped through all of the interior decorating magazines.  Revisited the women’s and baby’s clearance sections.  Smelled all of the candles in the candle aisle.

Still raining.

Oh well.  I’m not allergic to rain.  So I walked out to my car, bags in one hand, giant box of diapers hanging from the other, and received a very thorough shower along the way.

But even with the large amount of water that I brought home with me, it was a good day.  A nice mini break.

{{{This was originally posted at roamingrosie.blog.com, but I’ve since transferred my blog here}}}