I went to pick up the youngest son today. It has been almost 3 months since I last saw him. And boy does he need a haircut!
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- Beth
- I'm a mom, wife and an elementary school assistant principal. I have 2 boys and 2 step-daughters and a miniature dachshund (the dog rules the roost).
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Wow, powerful title Beth! I feel the same way about my son, who is the youngest of my 3-man brood. ~sigh~
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