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This will never again be an entertaining ad campaign for me… Yesterday morning Carl was fretting about his field trip to the nursing home and riding in the big school van for the first time and Nora was crying while I tried to fix her hair. We were running late and rushing around like…
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So I suppose working mothers do a lot of weird things to satisfy that nagging part of our brains that keeps questioning whether or not what we’re doing for a living is at the expense of our kids or to their benefit. This time it looks like the dilemma has manifested in sugar form.…