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Knowing I'm no Oprah - GUEST POST!

we have the amazing and wonderful robot mommy here today doing an amazeballs guest post. She writes a hilarious blog about her life and her kids ... personally I don't know how she does it .. I can barely manage this blog and school so without further ado... here she is! Forever ago, I started writing about my kids. This little hobby of mine gave me the outlet to complain talk about their behavior, their little habits. Their joys and triumphs. My joys and triumphs. And I think... What if.... Oprah had kids? How would Oprah handle her kids? Would she discuss them on her network or would she, like me, become a blogger? Can you imagine?!? Hi. I'm Oprah, queen of the talk shows...richest woman alive from 1995 to 2010. I've decided to center my attention to how adorable, awesome and brilliant my children are because, let's face it, they are mine! I'm sure she'd go on and on on their academic aptitude and how they look like little Denzel Washingtons. She ...

and cuddle with me

FINALLY.... I feel accepted, accomplished, amazing.. and I'm already out of "a" words. Not that I was trying to use all "a" words, it just came out that way. What was I talking about? Oh yes... I have my first Search Keywords stat! "and cuddle with me" it's not raunchy, or exciting like "red slurpee poop kid" ala the robot mommmy but I'm excited nonetheless. I kind of feel like I belong to a super secret club. Now we just need to hold secret meetings, in a clubhouse. Like back in the day when I was a kid and we had a secret girls club and we met in our old chicken coop. It's a lot less disgusting than it sounds, we cleaned it out. It's not like we were the secret club of girls with chicken fetishes. Although in this day and age, I wouldn't be surprised if such a club existed. Wonder what the minutes from a club meeting like that looks like. Never mind, I really don't want to know. Anyhow, I just how to...