I fear if I’m not careful, this is what I’ll become…the crazy soccer mom. I’m not talking about the cliche “soccer mom” that has evolved into its own strange entity. Not the “soccer mom” with a million negative connotations. I’m not going there. I’m simply talking about a mom whose kid plays soccer and she…
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After reading all your wonderful and supportive comments on Tuesday’s post regarding my daughter and the unfortunate fish incident, I decided I indeed needed to lighten up and get some perspective here. Yes, it was sad (“my fish, my fish”) because I can still picture her tear streaked face. However….hello? She probably doesn’t even remember it. Thank you…
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