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Me: Do you like cottage cheese? Max: If it’s good enough for Nixon, it’s good enough for me. Me: What kind of moral code is that? Max: Good not great. (For those of you who don’t have a President-obsessed child, Nixon ate cottage cheese with ketchup for breakfast. Which honestly should have been enough of a red flag.)  Today I got Mrs. Grossman’s stickers in the mail and also bought a Caboodle and it’s 1993 in our house and I have no regrets.  You can join the Mrs. Grossman's Sticker Club here.
Some days you have a 10-hour workday of meetings, contracts, document revision, spreadsheets, and phone calls. Some days you eat a giant banana waffle at the beach. Both those days are today.  Max: “You have only 38 more days of being 38! So, are you gonna like, do something with it? Or what?” Here’s a picture of a mom monkey who is so, so tired of her child’s nonsense. Completely unrelated and definitely not the face I make all day.   Celebrating the fruition of my lifelong dream of petting a raccoon; recovering from my first time getting quilled by a tree porcupine. I say “first time” because, like, know yourself.
 The hardest part of wildlife programs is not booping snoots that you really, really want to boop.
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