Seven years ago today — tonight actually, because I hadn’t yet learned how to program HTML on my own and needed Pete to push the buttons — I posted MommaSaid.net for the very first time. It wasn’t really a blog then, but some funny stories, a few photos and the very first Housewife Award®, given to my neighbor Nancy for playing peekaboo every day at the school bus stop – behind the one and only tree.
Now seven years later, MommaSaid has blogs, written by some of the best darn freelance writers in the country, videos and, as of yesterday, 172 Housewife Award winners. It also has information about my books – five of them, so far — and a press room where you can watch some of my TV appearances.
Most importantly, MommaSaid has fans, some who are new and some who have been here since the night I pushed POST for the very first time. You’ve sent in your funny stories, shared your advice for my Stop Second-Guessing Yourself books, and you supported me through the worst year of my life.
So, I’m going to thank you here proudly and publicly. I’m going to post some classic MommaSaid stories below, but first, I’m going to have coffee with you. Or at least some of you — there is a recession, you know. The first 20 people to post a Happy Birthday message to MommaSaid below get a $15 gift card to Starbucks, courtesy of MommaSaid. I was going to offer up seven for the 7th birthday, but I thought I’d spread the love a little more because I’ve loved hanging out with you all here.
Thanks so much, and here’s to another fun year at MommaSaid.net.
POTTIES IN HEAVEN CLASSICS
Thanks to DeAnn Kichline of Banning, California, for this story:
One night, DeAnn had the news on TV. A news alert announced there was a car chase in progress.
The newscaster said, “There were three armed robbers in the vehicle.”
Her son looked up and asked, “Are there really people with three arms?”
Thanks to Tracy Suter of Palm Coast, Florida, for this story:
Tracy works at a children’s hands on museum, where they explain to school groups
that one way to make candles is from beeswax.
One day, a second grader raised her hand and asked, “How do they get the wax out of the bees’ ears?”
Lies, Lies, Lies
Thanks to Julia Jaman of Brooklyn, New York, for this story:
Julia noticed some artwork in her five-year-old daughter Shana’s room
on a couple of places it didn’t belong, such as her couch.
When Julia asked whether she made those pretty pictures,
Shana shook her head “no.” Julia said, “Shana, we don’t lie
in this house.” Shana replied, “And do we lie in a different house?”
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