One Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Remember Kids Will Be Kids

At Atria's I have SO many incomplete blog posts that it's laughable. They're incomplete because I'll start writing them and then life happens. They're incomplete because in between my inspiration for the post and editing it, I realized that I had a sponsored post to complete. They're incomplete because some national event took precedence. They're incomplete because I realized that we needed milk, eggs, or some other essential and I just forgot about it. There are so many explanations about why they're incomplete that I could devote an entire series of posts to that. Instead, I'd like to share a post from several years ago about how my kids messed up my grandmother's birthday dinner...

Wordless Wednesday: "Working Girls" for Christmas

Working Girls


Everyone knows that this blog is focused on issues facing working moms. Every once in a while though, I am compelled to share something for the pure humor of it.
Our daughter bought some things at her schools holiday bazaar. Mostly, she got presents for her friends and family. However, she also bought a couple of dolls for herself. It was sweet because she was so proud of her purchases. That said, I am convinced that these dolls look like they are true "working girls", you know the kind who earn their living in the red light district. The one on the right even looks like she's been beat up. Although, I suspect that the baby merely smudged her face with marker...

What do you think?!


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