“Mom, my zit hurts so bad!” My 12-year-old exclaimed. He comes closer to me, into the light. “Dear God! How do you not pop that...
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Now my son didn’t wake up Sunday and announce to family and friends, “I wish to be Tupac or Eminem.” No, he has simply requested,...
You know how when you have something really scary planned and you’re accepting of it, up until it’s actually here? “Fuck, I signed up to...