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Kids never change, they just get replaced by new kids.
When it comes to birthday parties, you never know what’s gonna really tickle ‘em - so you have to throw in a little bit of everything.
Kids today eat far less white paste than we did back in the day, because they’re taught to read the label.
Since I reached age 40 I finally understand why my father kept pushing me to become a doctor “so I could prescribe him good drugs,” and now I am pushing my kids to go to med school for exactly that same reason.
I imagine being a baby was a lot like being piss-drunk, stumbling around, and minced words, stretches of time you have no recollection of, always building towards the mental sobriety of adulthood, only with sobriety comes the headaches, and the want to take care of those “younger” than you.
"Mom, I'm hungry and I think my computer is broken... I can't find any apples at the Apple store."
Like Mrs. Tarleton in Gone With the Wind, my successful child-raising philosophy is "loving neglect."
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