Daring Young Mom

I clicked “post” for the first time over at daringyoungmom.blogspot.com.  In honor of that momentous occasion, I will publish this post one year and one day later and the stars will align and the 8 remaining planets will hum peacefully in their orbits.  It was 2:01pm August 30th and I wrote about milk.
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So I’m new here, in this town, where I live.  You know?  The move and such?  Many of my good friends have moved out of state recently or just gotten lives or something.  I’m starting to make new friends slowly.  I’ve met some amazing people whom I’m getting closer to, but friendship is largely proportional [...]

And now I’m wishing a big hole would open up and swallow Laylee’s. 
Me and my big mouth.
She did this to me, you know?  With the questioning.  Why? Why? Why?
I broke down.  I did and there’s really no use placing blame.

Dan and I are rounding out 5 years of wedded bliss, and wedded bliss it has been, lassies.  I love him dearly.  Every once in a while I like to look back and remember our first kiss, a kiss which I will describe for you now.

(My latest is up at Parenting.com)
This section of the book was painful for me to read.  It sets in motion Francie’s adolescence, a time full of pain, heartbreak and harsh realizations about the cruel world.  No longer can she look upon the family’s frequent bouts of starvation as a game.  Gone is her unquestioning faith in [...]

Why did I go to BlogHer? 
Here’s part of the essay I wrote to the mommybloggers, applying for their scholarship, without which I would not have been able to attend:

Health, quality, ethics and affordability.
Lately we’ve been big on produce at the Daring household to the tune of about 8 lbs lost and increased regularity amongst the preschool faction.  We’re liking this change so well, that we’ve decided to branch out from our normal produce buying habits.

Since watching the movie Cars, and I use the word “watching” loosely here to mean having your parents pay $5 to get you into a matinee so you can rotate between the theatre and the restroom like a pinball and accidentally bonk into your brother multiple times as you hop from seat to seat while [...]

I may just have to WebMD myself… and I hate to do that.  I really do.  That site is guaranteed to turn even the toughest I-refuse-to-go-to-the-doctor-because-I-bike-all-day-and-drink-protein-shakes-every-meal manly man into a raving hypochondriac.
I can diagnose myself with the most atrocious diseases based on symptoms like the ones my entire family is having today:

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Mumps - If, like me, you laugh [...]