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Let the judgements begin

Ok, so i don't like any of the kids in the neighborhood. One whines, one is too old and one is just odd (she looks at you but is looking at something else...). Is that common? Will I like none of my kids friends?

Not to mention boys who happen to be friends. I now frequently exchange stink-eye glances with one boy, we'll call Jimmy. He and Reagan are in the same reading group, same church class, same after school program... Too much. On top of that Mel is Jimmy's mom running mate at church.

Wow, church mentioned twice in one paragraph. That can't be good.

Anyhow. Reagan came home yesterday telling me a story of Jimmy and her having a conversation. Since when does my little girl hold "conversations" with boys. Much less this Jake from 16 Candles movie- like Jimmy. Oh well, only 10 years until...I have to worry about her being alone in college...

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