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Hahaha! I had almost forgotton about the driving incident. And what was with Mom always smuggling fruit and plants into the country? Remember the prickly pear plant? I'm convinced that the only reason I get stopped for extra screening at the airport is because they have our name flagged.

Teri M.

Whoops! Undoubtedly I have some bad momma stories about the young H-bug, but they've been overshadowed by the new trauma that is being the mother of a tween. ::sigh::

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