I Made It Onto Something And Am Really Excited About It

I know what you’re probably thinking and the answer is, no, I did not make it into this year’s Kardashian Christmas card. In case you weren’t aware, the family takes an annual photo that can only be described as INCREDIBLY INTENSE, and, dammit, I wasn’t included in it.

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That said, I did make it onto something else. It’s The Babble 100: Best Bloggers of 2013. I’m one of the Babble 100. The list is divided up into 10 categories, and I’m one of 10 in the humor category. 

I’m not going to lie. I’m really excited about it. I’m actually kind of FREAKING out about it right now. If there was such a thing as an Oprah-announcement font, then that’s what I’m using. And, as if that wasn’t enough, our pal David Vienna of “The Daddy Complex” is on there too!

 So, no, I didn’t make it into this:

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But I am part of this:

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It’s all too much. I need to lie down. (Yay! An excuse to nap!)

Today, I have an essay posted at Ye Olde Babble, which is what I’ve decided Babble.com (a parenting website) would be called if it were a Renaissance Festival booth selling roasted turkey legs and corn on the cob.
It’s called, “Why being a toddler is hard.” Here’s an excerpt: “Before I had children, when I’d go to the grocery store and see a little kid in the cereal aisle screaming and crying, I’d shake my head. Why was it that every time I saw a toddler, he or she was throwing some kind of fit? What could be so difficult about spending the day playing, napping and eating?

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You can click on the excerpt and get whisked away to the Babble site to read the rest of the essay, if the suspense is now killing you. But, if you don’t feel like it, here’s a link to a thrilling Wikipedia entry on fruit flies. I’ll let you make the call.

Today, I have an essay posted at Ye Olde Babble, which is what I’ve decided Babble.com (a parenting website) would be called if it were a Renaissance Festival booth selling roasted turkey legs and corn on the cob.

It’s called, “Why being a toddler is hard.” Here’s an excerpt: “Before I had children, when I’d go to the grocery store and see a little kid in the cereal aisle screaming and crying, I’d shake my head. Why was it that every time I saw a toddler, he or she was throwing some kind of fit? What could be so difficult about spending the day playing, napping and eating?

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You can click on the excerpt and get whisked away to the Babble site to read the rest of the essay, if the suspense is now killing you. But, if you don’t feel like it, here’s a link to a thrilling Wikipedia entry on fruit flies. I’ll let you make the call.