I blame the beginning on being a weird and lonely only child*. Too poor to afford Guess jeans and Esprit shirts, too girlie-foo-foo challenged to wear my hair in a French braid with feathered bangs, and too Christian to participate in the daily sass-a-thon, I had very few friends in public school. Recess was misery…
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For many years, we’ve homeschooled, home-churched, and even home-birthed with our 8th child in 2011. We minimized homeschool groups and coops and only ran errands once every couple of weeks or so. Being busy at home, and content in my role as wife and mother, isn’t foreign to me. So I was a bit surprised…
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