I really do like you guys an awful lot. I keep meaning to say so. Often when I write a post, I don't get back to the computer for hours and hours, and when I do, I go through the comments one by one, and I'm laughing and delighted and clenching my teeth at your cuteness and funniness. I just want to SQUEEZE you. And I think, "I should tell them so!"---but then it's the next day before I write my next post, and by then all I'm doing is trying to get One! More! Sentence! written before I have to read Skippyjon Jones AGAIN or clean up spilled cereal AGAIN or take someone to the potty AGAIN or clean up an accident AGAIN, so I'm all head-down-and-to-the-task, and I don't mention it. But I really do like you a lot, and I think of you often while I'm reading Skippyjon and vacuuming cereal and so forth.
Here are just a few, a sparse few, of the things you've written that have given me that rush of love feeling:
The New Girl. OMG, could I agree with her more about the acceptance of good news and the delivery of bad news? NO I COULD NOT.
Flack & Proud has a whole sidebar section of Unsolicited Advice for Women, and this one is probably my favorite.
Semi-Desperate Housewife asks an interesting question about how your parents raised you, and also I loved what she said about "It's just my thing".
Lippy on Life is discussing a dilemma I know ALL TOO WELL: how to decide whether or not to have another baby (she's accepting votes!).
Not that You Asked... is so funny about how mean she is when she's pregnant. I read, like, half of it out loud to Paul, but for some reason he was looking at me pointedly instead of gasping with laughter the way I was.
This post at Through the Looking Glass made me crack up again and again and again. Every time I hit a new "HUGE GAP IN CONSCIOUSNESS" I was off again (and again and again).
Princess Nebraska BLEW MY MIND with this post about what she's not good at. This is the kind of post everyone reads and immediately wants to copy.
Eleanor Q. has written some helpful hints for a successful naptime. My favorite part was "The legs, preparing for their fall," with the cute photo of baby legs, but I also laughed pretty hard about the way most people suck their thumbs.
Under Construction taught me to make salt caramels, and how I lived life before salt caramels I don't know.
Miz S's post about health fads would be worth it for the title alone, even if the rest of the post weren't also awesome.
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