While I was out-of-town last week at my daughter’s nationals dance competition, my teenager gave himself permission to have a visitor. Yup, his girlfriend came over to “chill” and they were apparently sitting in his room doing nothing much when my mom discovered them. Oh-em-gee. Raising a teenager could be the death of me; and Lord help me I have …
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