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Growing Pains: My Not-So-Little Little Girl

Well, the kid is back. After seven weeks away at sleep-away camp, she’s arrived safely home, and our family is finally together again. I won’t go on again about how much I missed her, or about how hard it was to have her gone for so long, or even about how annoyed I was that she only wrote me three letters all summer (one of which was written solely to complain that everyone had a Nintendo DS except for her). All I’ll say is that she had a great time, and I honestly can’t decide if it was a better experience for her (I can be independent! I can live on my own!) or me (I can let go! I can live without her!).

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My Baby is Growing Up Way Too Fast!

My daughter Ava is only 4 years old. My cat is three times her age; Im embarrassed to say that my underwear outdates her by 5 years. I have a bag of peas in my freezer older than her. But lately, 4 looks and sounds more mature that I could have imaginedand a little premenstrual.