
Also, Karen's husband wouldn't have survived to break their nutcracker were it not for me putting on my best "Karen voice" and shouting from their front porch, "Christopher, get out of the street!"

Where every day is Zero Nutrition Thursday...
Twelve of us Mamas make up Worst. Mama. Ever., an informal competition to entertain those of you out there also aspiring to get through this chaotic mess of trying to raise small people.
What you should know about this blog:
I know this might seem obvious, but this blog is above all a humor blog. Don't take what we say too seriously because we certainly don't.
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2 comments:
Ok, so you both win. Your mom must so proud! (Thanks for not killing Chris.)
Okay, I MUST give Epiphany a point for the naked child pouring beer all over themselves in someone elses house while she takes a picture. Maybe even two. That was some serious worst mothering. :)
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