Today my son turned seven, and I turned 23. Yes, I had him on the day I turned 16. Many of the choices I made when I was a teenager were beyond foolish, and I still have my regrets. And even though I know I’ve grown, I sometimes I get worried that I’m bringing my son up wrong—that I’m somehow subconsciously passing my past foolishness on to him.
But today I took him to the park to celebrate our birthdays. 996Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2GB0tNNPFz
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 996Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw1wOLdP7FN
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 996Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe4IMM2rCZB
he pointed to her and said, 996Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrAgYNySzL7
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 996Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNFeqEjhJvf
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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and then Add to home screen.