Nine and thirteen. I’d never heard of it before then. They were old enough to answer the questions independently, but I know them well enough I could have taken it on their behalf and been pretty darn close (if they had been younger).

I had been busting my butt as a single mom trying to make sure they always got the same EVERYTHING, so finding out they actually needed very different things from me…yeah I felt like Maria spinning on the mountaintop.

🎵🎵The hilllls are alive…

Such a relief.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.