Stepping In It's Blog (2)

Last week, Buglet’s Dad slipped a ring on my finger and officially became my Future Husband. And I became not only a stepmother de facto, but a future stepmother de jure.



With my mind flooded with stories of how my own blended family of origin was slapped together (with less foresight than one slaps together a sandwich) I wanted to make sure we were making it official consciously.…



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“If you’re good, your mom might give you a popsicle,” said the cop to my four-and-a-half-year-old stepson on the very hot day that he came to take a police report for my stolen credit card.



Then came the inevitable answer:



“She’s not my Mom!”’



Though I blushed, I did not miss a beat.



“I can still give you a popsicle” I shot back.



The police officer, who neither knew nor had previously ascertained whether I actually had… Continue