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. 650Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv8VEywYxTp
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 650Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuYXlHnm3oE
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 650Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡriPyghYq0f
he pointed to her and said, 650Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3bMSWAxSmw
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 650Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrfa0A03Hjz
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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