Seriously? I understand your pessimistic view on life. You are continuously bombarded with requests for titles to eighties songs, the meaning of words the world should already know and obscenities that probably fry your great and powerful brain but when it comes to questions about health and development could you please get your facts straight? I’m not worried about a mole, here. I am worried about my girl. Get it right. In your defence, any idiot knows that sound medical advice must come from a physician and not a search engine, but, in my defence they don’t keep your hours.
A Worried Mama
It’s time. Let’s scale back on the number of posts detailing the triumphs of unnaturally young potty-training infants. I have made multiple complaints to your administrative office and have yet to see a difference. While you’re at it, please slow down with the talking babies, too.
A Tired Mama
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Grace and Kate's mom. (Shanell)