I can't believe how quickly my kids are growing up. Last week Harley came home and informed me that she was asked out twice by a boy that day. She kept turning him down. I love that the thought of it repulses her. I was so not that way. My first "boyfriend" was in fourth grade. We went out for maybe a week. Didn't talk the whole time and I broke up with him for who knows what reason. Then he was my next boyfriend again in sixth grade and we held hands at Connie Mack and soon broke up after that awkward moment. I am thankful she like to talk to about these things. I hope that we can keep an open relationship. The second we don't I will be worried that she is not doing what she should. Oh, and I must add, Scott freaked out at the thought of a boy asking his baby girl out. He was not a happy camper. I love it, but it cracks me up too.
Achieving a Natural Hospital Birth
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