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What a Wonderful Christmas!

Nicoles Nickels

I was up until 2:30am on Christmas Eve and my daughter and son-in-law were up until 3:30. My granddaughter laughed at her brother’s antics and then tried to consume the shiny wrapping paper. New shoes for me and my daughter and this for my son-in-law: He’s a big cheese fan, so only a vat of cheese will do!

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Happy Mother’s Day from Duck Dynasty: Miss Kay’s Motherly Advice

Saving Cents With Sense

Happy Mother’s day to all you moms, grandmas, aunts, sisters, and other women that help make a child’s life special. He is growing up so fast, and so are his brother and sister…. And my 2nd son, who was just a little baby when I began Saving Cents with Sense just turned 5 and will begin Kindergarten next year.

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Naomi’s Christmas: Restorative Aloneness And A Childhood Spent In Retail

For the Mommas

I went on buying trips to New York for the fancy ladies wear shop run by one aunt (they used to model the dresses at high end shops), learned the uniform business from another aunt, and was taught the basics of the Borscht Belt hospitality business by a great cousin. After dinner, Dad went off to Schul with his brothers.

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*NEW* Cloud b Nighty Night Owl + More Great Cloud b Products

Saving With Shellie

Their Sleep Sheep saved my life as a new mom and while my younger son still uses the Sleep Sheep, my older son adores his Twilight Turtle. Our second new addition is actually my brother’s. I finally get to be an Aunt and I can’t wait! I know their little girl will just love it! Very exciting.

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Bee Stung Butts, Freeze Dried Diapers and Other Hilarious Happenings of Poverty

Prairie Eco-Thrifter

We had a coal stove at home, but my brother and my shared bedroom was just a few feet from the stove. Of course, later on I did get some really nice real dolls from my St Louis Aunts. Our son was born in October, so I carried him all summer. In the winter, it was fricken cold in there! Poverty aids the imagination.

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