Like a turkey with his gobbler cut off
An ad for motrin I found in my Cookie mag:
“Sometimes I secretly wish I could trade places with my baby. Instead of lugging around my 30lb stroller it’d be cool, for just an hour, if someone pushed me around while I chill inside, all bundled up having a poop. That would be awesome.”
Every mom thinks it, but I’d never seen it in an ad before, and a motrin ad to boot, ha!
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Seporah on seeing the moon as a little tiny sliver: The Moon! The Moon! The Moon!
Mom: Yes, that is the moon.
Seporah: I break! I break! I break!
Mom: No honey, it’s suppose to be like that, it’ll get bigger in a few days.
Seporah: The Moon! I break!
Mom: Don’t worry it’ll fix itself in a couple of days.
Seporah: I break!
Mom: Fine, it’s all your fault, you fix it.
Seporah smiles.
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