The front door burst open yesterday afternoon and before I could even turn my head, he had jumped in front of me. Fists pumping in the air, legs in a stance I could never replicate, he made an announcement: I am a freshman! Yes, my child you are. You are growing up right before my…
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Geometry- check English 9 honors- check Spanish II- check Mama ready to burst into tears at scheduling her son’s classes for HIGH SCHOOL next year- check Every fiber of my being wants to shout NO to all this growing up stuff. No to girls that are way too forward, no to Facebook, no to later…
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