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One of the mild irritants of being the proprietor of such an aged (if not distinguished) parenting blog is the steady stream of emails one receives from marketing departments and PR operations. I suppose the poor dears can't be faulted for assuming that parenting bloggers of all stripes acquired the hobby primarily for the chance to Collect Free Stuff Whilst In The Service of Advertising-Based

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It took Marion Nestle to alert me, though I've been buying Silk Soymilk by the gallon for years and years. You'd think I would have noticed from the packaging change. Except, whoops! There was no packaging change. Just the very subtle substitution of the word "NATURAL" for the word "ORGANIC" on a package that otherwise looks exactly the same, and -- more to the point -- costs exactly the

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LG: “Mama, we are supposed to use compound words to fill in the blanks in this Spring poem.”PS: “Uh, okay. You can show it to me when you’re done.”LG: “Spring… time. Blue… birds. Butter… flies. May… flowers. Sun… Mama, is ‘sunbe’ a word?”PS: “Sunbeam?”LG: “No, not sunbeam. SunBE.”PS: “Er, sunbe? No. That’s not a word.”LG: “Oh, wait! It’s sun-flowers and may-be. Is 'maybe' a compound

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BB: "I am not going to have kids. Because they might bother me."PS: "Mmmm, I can see that."BB: "Yeah. Kids might bother me. How do you not have kids?"PS: "Uh. I promise that I will explain that to you in embarrassing detail when you are a little older."BB: "Okay."LG: "Why embarrassing?"PS: "Well, a lot of kids get embarrassed when their parents talk about that stuff. But it doesn't have to

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BB: [climbing up on the arm of my chair] “You are my mama.”PS: “That’s true. And you are my BB.”BB: “Well, I am not going to have a kid.”PS: “No? You’re not going to have a kid? Okay. How come?”BB: “Because I’m going to be an engineer.”PS: “Oh. Okay. But, you know, you can be an engineer AND have a kid. If you want.”BB: “You can?”PS: “Sure.”BB: “But, then I have to marry a boy.”PS: “To

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You guys. Blogrolling isn't coming back, is it? I'm going to have to recreate my blogroll by hand, aren't I? Bah, humbug.Typepade is doing some kind of funky upgrade, huh? Jody, Lisa, Elizabeth, I can't comment on your blogs anymore. Dunno why. So no commenting for me. I guess that's why God invented email. And Facebook.Self-revelatory memes are making the Facebook rounds. Given that a

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LG: "Mama! BB was teasing me because I was doing origami and it didn't look like the thing I was trying to make!"PS: "And you need me to intervene in this situation because?..."LG: "Well. I was horrified."

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MB: "LG, television is not supposed to take over your life. Computers are supposed to take over your life."--------------------EpilogueLG: "Daddy, that was the least funniest thing I've ever heard."

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