Ahhh Thanksgiving. The holiday where families come together…and then separate. I’m talking about the kids’ table. You know the one: a haphazard folding table shoved in the farthest corner of the den, covered with a stained tablecloth from last year, where rowdy cousins and single aunts are banished to. It’s dreaded by some {the teens-who-want-to-be-adults, Read More >>
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