It seems besides blogging, these mommies are devout stamp/greeting card/scrapbooking experts and who's latest pictures of fringed and embossed samples come second only to the latest video of their child's struggle to master the English language and the first day of school.
I've learned so much about the different state fairs, carnival rides, back to school shopping sales, eggs.
And not just chicken eggs. There are so many apps out there for the measuring of your egg (ladies) during its journey into fetus-hood and the exact age to the second your child is. Gross.
Between noon and 3 here I get Malaysian blogs, and Christian missionaries and such things.
But just as my family and two other people who read this blog and want to know what happens in my day and how my eggs are doing and my current belly measurements, who am I to judge.
I guess way to go computer literate housewives who squeeze in time to sew and knit and emboss things and then sell them online.
My mom should do that. She could totally write about these things:
Here are just a few of the