Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY SEVEN

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On the seventh day of Summer(mas), my middle schooler gave to me: seven(teen) birdiesĀ a-falling ——————————————————————————- If I were a more protective mother, I might consider having tracking devices implanted in my children. Nothing ostentatious–just a tastefulĀ computer chip inserted into the scalp behind the ear, a quick out-patient procedure with a “good job not screaming or… Continue reading Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY SEVEN