Apparently the author, a mom, is a blogging phenomenon. Because she writes in a humorous way that touches thousands of people (yup I said thousands – she gets about 100,00 hits per DAY), she’s getting book deals and producers asking her to write a tv series. It started with a couple of funny auctions that she wrote on Ebay. Here’s the link to the one where she sold Pokemon cards that one of her kids snuck into the grocery cart for a $140.00 : http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=130144061675
It IS pretty funny.
Is there a moral here? Never underestimate the power of blogging? Orrrr, never underestimate the power of motherhood and all of the juicy material kids give you to write about!
Update: Because I have nothing to do and I’m totally not busy what-so-ever 🙄 I went back and read that Pokemon auction again. I think I missed this line the first time through, but it got me doing a loud guffaw – remember she’s grocery shopping with 6 kids…
“Ok, after the meat department, my kids’ attention spans are spent. They’re done shopping at this point, but we aren’t even halfway through the store. This is about the time they like to start having shopping cart races. And who may I thank for teaching them this fun pastime? My seventh “child”, also known as my husband.”
This is so funny because I’m constantly having this same struggle. Adrian doesn’t think there’s any problem with teaching R that farting is the most hilarious thing in the world or the many non-clinical terms for male genitalia or (my personal favourite) to laugh when your sister’s feelings get hurt. Okay, her feelings get hurt a lot it seems, but if it’s okay to laugh at your sister you just know he’s going to do it to some kid on the playground. That’s what Adrian doesn’t get. His boyhood antics don’t stay at home; they carry over to playdates and school. I tell ya. I dread hearing the words from my son when he’s talking to a friend, “You know what my dad said?”. It always has me waiting with baited breath to hear what new and lovely terms will come from my child’s mouth. Men!!!