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Same or different?

When my oldest son was in second or third grade, we lived about two hours from my parents. Whenever we visited, my son would go from room to room pointing out everything that my parents had changed since our last visit. My son is into the details. I’m the same way. I notice the bumper

Blowing it

When I was seven, I was tasked with bringing my friend to the basement of our apartment building (overseas base housing in Germany often had odd things like basements and attic maids’ quarters) for a surprise birthday party. Terrified that I was going to somehow mess up and bring her in before everyone was ready,

Tomgirl or tomcat?

Until I had boys of my own, I’d never given much thought to how difficult it can be for boys who don’t conform to traditional male roles in our society. Some might call them tomgirls. Others might label them gay, regardless of their sexual orientation. Maybe I didn’t think about it because I grew up