By the way, the "temporary" tattoo on Samson's arm has lasted nearly two weeks now. No idea how to get it off, but let's hope his preschool doesn't have some kind of policy on this sort of thing.
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Have you tried rubbing alcohol or nail polish remover?
Call me dada. This has, in the few months since my son started "talking," become my name. I'm sure (at least I hope) it will eventually morph into something less early 20th century art movementy --- but I am marked forever as dada. And this is a good thing.
I have no real advice to offer, other than always carry Cheerios and extra onesies, and I don't really have a lot of 'wacky' adventures to regale you with. Truth be told, this is as much for me as it is for you. So, uh, thanks for stopping by. I hope it's at least an interesting time-killer.
And if not, consider this an ironic exercise in skewering the bourgeouis notions of 21st century American parenthood by deconstructing the materialist ethos that has turned childhood into a demographic and rendered adults simultaneous enablers and slaves. Or something.
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Have you tried rubbing alcohol or nail polish remover?
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