As I was feeding my one year old ice cream for dinner, it dawned on me that this behavior could be indicitive of a "cool mom."
In a flash forward, I saw myself allowing junior and his friends to watch rated R movies at our house, since none of the other parents would allow it.
Then I saw myself in handcuffs for hosting underage drinking parties in my basement. Shit!
Guess it's time to start cooking real dinner...
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