My house continues to be the place where teens seek refuge when they are lost and have no where else to go. I don't know how I ended up with so many kids as I only gave birth to two (one has successfully launched, so now I'm technically down to raising one).
In a weird, sick way I love it when they call me "mom" and tell me their problems. I don't have any magic answers, but fresh home-made popcorn always makes everything better, right?
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