This morning, I’m driving the kid out to Concord to rendezvous with her Dad, who they’ll stay with for the week. While I will miss them, I’ve been grateful through the pandemic that they could trade off locations and parents like this. It’s hard for a teenager to be cooped up with parents. This at least provided variety.
When I was pregnant with the kid…
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