It seems like every time I pick up a well-worn, passed-along magazine (because you know I am not buying those rags), I see a little snippet entitled "What's in my purse?" or something like that. Basically, a celebrity dumps out her bag and voila!, the reader has insider access into Ms. Fancypants' life. And it's full of sparkles and unicorn poop. Well let me tell you, my murse (mom purse) is the opposite. It's full of crumbs and possibly real poop a la dirty pull-ups. It's gross, and it's mine. Much like my kid.
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