Listen To Your Mother-- Videos Baby!

The day I've been looking forward to (and dreading) has finally arrived-- the Listen to Your Mother 2013 Video Launch!

 Thanks to national video sponsor The Partnership at Drugfree.org. We're proud to promote their message of preventing prescription drug misuse and abuse! Join the growing number of parents pledging to end this epidemic.  Check out The Medicine Abuse Project and make a pledge.

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I watched myself for the first time today. I won't go into the issues I'm having with watching and hearing myself on video. I will just say, watch, and enjoy. (And, please, be kind.)

Tired Mom-





And, then, watch the others. I know there's a lot, but at least watch the Utah ones. It's our first year and I think the whole show was amazing.  LYTM-Northern Utah.

Comments

  1. MarianneJuly 10, 2013 at 6:42 PM

    Oh my gosh - I LOVE this! And I haven't pushed a kid on a swing since 2005. So honored to say I knew you when!!

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  2. UnknownJuly 10, 2013 at 7:17 PM

    It was great all the way through, but as the mom of three boys, nothing resonated more than: "Family Motto: Keep Your Hands Out of Your Pants." Brilliant. I am so proud to know you.

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  3. Larissa T.July 10, 2013 at 7:50 PM

    *happy dance happy dance* I watched both yours and Marianne's and oh my word I wish I could be so witty and funny! I loved loved loved these. Which is probably quite weird because I'm 18 and kidless, but I was laughing so much. Amazing job, Jewels! :)

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  4. KimJuly 11, 2013 at 4:30 AM

    LOve this soo soo much!! Super Funny! Makes me miss you tons!

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  5. MandyJuly 11, 2013 at 7:04 AM

    Julie- that was so funny. I laughed really hard. I miss you. We should go to lunch sometime.

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  6. RebekahJuly 14, 2013 at 6:07 AM

    That was awesome! You are so clever and witty, not to mention pretty and looking completely comfortable up there in front of everyone! Well done!!

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  7. Masked MomMarch 19, 2014 at 10:08 AM

    Part of the danger of intermittent blogging is how much stuff you ending up missing. Not sure how I missed this, but I'm so glad your recent LTYM post reminded me to check to see if you had posted your video! You did a fabulous job!

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