This morning I said to my 16-year-old (a.k.a. SIXTEEN), "Do you want
to read my essay? It's running in the New York Times today!!!"
HIM: Is that the one I read the other day?
ME: Yes!!!
HIM: Did you change anything?
ME: No. But it's in the Times!!!
HIM: In the actual paper?
ME: Well, no. It's online.
HIM: Mom. I read it already.
In case you're even slightly more interested than SIXTEEN, here it is: (!!!!)
The Seven Words I Cannot Say (Around My Children)
As always, thank you so much for reading.
xoxo
That essay was (I was going to say groovy, or dope, but decided on something fresher, and chose) poppin’!
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