Jennifer Parker
@mrsjparker.bsky.social
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Making two tiny humans laugh one fart joke at a time
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My 5yo was bragging to his brother about how he does the highest flips on the trampoline. I’m not sure where he gets his need to be better than other people, but he’s mistaken because I’m the highest flipper.
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Happy hiding under a blanket while your husband watches scary movies season to all who celebrate
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7yo: Imagine if a baby knew karate when it was born.

Me: I cannot.
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No one warns you that the hardest part of having boys is accepting you’ll never have a clean toilet again.

Oh, you just cleaned it? How cute! They peed on it already.
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Nothing says my kids broke something like a crash immediately followed by complete silence.
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A 5-pound bag of candy corn would fix me.
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Taking out a second mortgage on my house to pay for my kid’s book fair haul
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Civil war but it’s just my husband trying to water the grass and killing my flowers instead.
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7yo: Mom, what’s 6 7 mean?

Me: I don’t think anyone knows.

7yo: I think it means she’s gotta big back.

Me: NOPE. No. No, that’s not what that means. Don’t repeat that.
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Once again I find myself in a long car ride with two screaming kids and zero noise canceling AirPods
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Not to brag but I opened my junk drawer and there were FOUR (4) pairs of scissors in it
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For the third year in a row, my kid has requested I dress as a marshmallow for Halloween. Because I *checks notes* “look like a marshmallow.”
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A long drive and some Pink Floyd on the radio. Exactly what I needed to knock these kids out.
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I’m stronger now.

— my kid pushing his older brother off the couch on the morning of this 5th birthday
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Nothing raises property values like your son yelling MY DAD POOPS HIS PANTS out the front window
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Sharing is caring, and other shit I said while scraping my frosting off the bottom of my husband’s donut
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Tonight’s wine is pairing nicely with the kinetic sand fight in the dining room and some light dissociation.
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Have you ever had a banana string stick to your finger and completely ruin your entire day?
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The moment I sit down to pee:

MOM I NEED HELP!
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Here, Mom. Wash it and give it right back to me.

— my kid handing me a Ring Pop covered in dirt, grass and dog hair
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Death comes in threes, she whispers to herself when two lightbulbs die within a day of each other
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My kid’s listening ears are never more turned on than when I’m playing explicit music in the car.
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Sometimes I forget I’m an adult who can buy socks and underwear anytime I want without having to wait until Christmas.
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Oh and you’re late for baseball practice.
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Having kids is like trying to sweep the floor while your house is burning to the ground.
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Imagine thinking your 4yo is eating a snack but he’s actually gnawing the icing off rice cakes with his little rabbit teeth and then putting the naked ones back in the bag.