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From my five-year-old this morning, as we went to school: Dad, is it Friday?
From my five-year-old this morning, as we went to school: Dad, is it Friday?
Erin-Erin-Bo-Berin (who has a fantastic blog, as if you didn’t know) posted today some questions, and her responses, that she gets from strangers when she takes her kids out. You know, in public and all that. I understand how she feels. We get these and then some. I used to talk about it more frequently, […]
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