Entrusting teens to go to a nightclub is a difficult thing for parents to do. These are, after all, the same humans who drove 95 miles with the “check oil” light on, called you at 1:00 am in the morning to come get them in the middle of nowhere because the engine seized, looked you straight in the face & said that since it was your car, the message must have been for you.
Raising kids is not for the faint of heart!
TAMARA KELLS The Brunette Lucy: I'm a free lance writer, who writes about family life, parenting, & the dumb stuff I do; always with an eye towards humor & optimism. My column ran for years on AOL, and has also been in the Town & Country & The Philadelphia Inquirer, Phil. Metropolis, assorted magazines & newspapers.I'm currently writing my book about my battle with breast cancer.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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The Curious Case of the Brunette Lucy
She was pretty dumb.
