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Today my son turned seven, and I turned 23. Yes, I had him on the day I turned 16. Many of the choices I made when I was a teenager were beyond foolish, and I still have my regrets. And even though I know I’ve grown, I sometimes I get worried that I’m bringing my son up wrong—that I’m somehow subconsciously passing my past foolishness on to him.
But today I took him to the park to celebrate our birthdays. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOSl6Q97z1r
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEEv4eUaya1
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbYT1FTWBeq
he pointed to her and said, 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2F5yVSCx8X
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7rH3EqEN65
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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