a little boy in jammies. Unless it's the middle of the night. Then I do not want to see the little boy in jammies, no matter how cute he is (and he is oh-so-cute).
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About Me
- bluestocking mama
- woman, mother of 4 ("Mister," "Sweetie," "H," and "Little Zelly"), wife, Mormon, daughter, sister, friend, doctor of philosophy, academic, baker, runner, reader, sports fan, outdoors-enthusiast.
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My Bluestocking Society
- smartmama
- Hitting the Ground Running
- c jane
- The Mother Load
- sweetpea
- Laura Ware Photography
- Neylan McBaine
- Crap I've Made
- Nie Nie Dialogues
- 5 under 5
- Living la vida loca
- Blog Segullah
- Emlouisa
- The Mad Family
- That's Gonna Leave a Mark
- We're Wingin It
- Rachel
- Mile Markers
- The Super Shippens
- Matthews Family Memories
- Picky Palate
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