So what happens when you are co-raising an 11teen year old with two parenting styles? Chaos, mayhem, and silent death wishes.
I have a laid back parenting style. 175 more words
The “Look Who’s Talking” movies. Im almost positive we all watched them*watching the opening credits as an adult…those weren’t tadpoles and those werent bottle nipples 😐* Anyway…the 3rd installment found Molly becoming unemployed and having to work as an elf for the mall Santa. 381 more words
So here we are. Thanksgiving eve. Tomorrow my mother will be throwing down in the kitchen. My other mother (Vince’s mommy) is making me beef and rice(she only makes this once a year…i have to talk to her about this) With that being said…FOOD! 176 more words
I remember exactly when I learned that reading in the hood is a revolutionary act.
It was at the heavy hands of Michelle, the largest sixth grader I’d ever seen, who was one of the Bronx girls around the way who liked to chase me to deliver a beat down as punishment for not letting her cheat off of my spelling test. 762 more words