Tell me: should an 8-year-old kid have a foot nearly as large as his mother's size 8 1/2s? To my dismay, QB and I are now sharing a single pair of rollerblades.
My days as the taller of the two of us are most definitely numbered.
I'm a freelance writer who's written for People, Entertainment Weekly, and Parenting. I've got a moody teenage son, QB, and a soon-to-be moody 11-year-old daughter, Mopsy, a husband, and a shady yard that just will not grow grass. We're Californians, even though we've found ourselves living outside Seattle and loving it -- even the rain.
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