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Today is a double up on the concealer kind of day, so if you see me out and about and I look like I have on a mask of make-up, please refrain from laughing and pointing, because I do. It's amazing to me that concealer states that it suppose to conceal and it doesn't, but I attempt it anyway.

Also, if you see a sucker stick hanging from my ponytail or a sticky hand print strategically placed on my shoulder, that's to be expected. Please don't let it shock you. I don't remember having any glamorous notions about being a mother and boy, that's good because being a mother isn't glamorous. If it's glamorous for you, then you apparently have a nanny that tends to the yucky stuff we'd all prefer to skip. I am the nanny, I get all the good stuff. I won't go into that, if you're a mother you know what the good stuff is and besides, I don't have all day to blog, just a few brief moments to fly by the computer and pop up like a jack in the box when it's time to build a block towwee (tower).

Today's agenda: Owen's dental appointment. As you can imagine, I'm overly excited about this task. I just can't wait to get there. As a matter of fact, I think I'll leave early and just wait in the office for a while. That should make my day. Did I just quote Clint Eastwood? Guess so, in a round about sort of way. Love him. Forever and always. Not I like I love Andy forever and always, but you get my drift.

As I babble on, the countdown is getting closer. As you know, a trip anywhere with a toddler involves carrying the whole world plus an extra set of clothes, so I'm off to put my Mommy Cape on and save the day and the sucker sticks.