I was absentmindedly scanning my sixth grade daughter’s school calendar the other night when, suddenly, my eyes popped wide open and my heart skipped a beat. The first middle school dance scheduled for next week? Already? Eek! Call me a prude, but aren’t they a little young? I guess I’m a forgetful prude. After all, […]
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