Unless you reared an exceptionally delightful, well-adjusted child, the post-high school summer is filled with unbearable conflict.
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Unless you reared an exceptionally delightful, well-adjusted child, the post-high school summer is filled with unbearable conflict.
How do you tell your 12-year-old daughter that her mother - comma - who earns a living as a writer - comma - doesn't know a comma from a carburetor?
“You need to be able to change your own tire and if anyone bothers you, whack him in the head with the heavy end of the jack.”
This is a team effort. I couldn’t do it alone. Wouldn’t want to try. I need my squad.
These parents, the same busybodies who schedule play dates where they vigilantly enforce “sharing” rules, want to be present during the only 30 minutes of the day when kids get to act like, well, kids.