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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. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2MozvlToRv
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt1VMgyBrBA
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaPVLUTgLcX
he pointed to her and said, 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlQbhhF1pNz
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDRK7hUxORe
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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