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I just spent a week on vacation with my parents, all 3 of my sisters, all 4 husbands, and all the grandkids—13 kids in all. It was pretty ideal in that we were in a hotel with a bunch of rooms—so you could retreat if you needed to—but the bulk of each day was spent on the beach with the whole group—playing in the sand and swimming in the ocean. The age range of the kids went from twins at 7 months old to the oldest granddaughter from my sister’s first marriage who is going on 19. She had a friend with her, so they did their own thing, but to their credit, they did come over to the daily kid party and helped dig the big holes. The only sitters that came along on the trip were for the twins—otherwise the moms handled the kids—sometimes swapping kids based on...
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If, in fact, I ever had “the talk” with my parents, I have no memory of it whatsoever. I have a very vague memory of my friend, Jane, telling me about “periods” in the 3rd grade at recess. I didn’t believe a word of it. Then in 4th grade, a new girl came to school and for some reason, she had all the dish, and she seemed so worldy and fabulous—she had an awesome Dorothy Hamill haircut—that the rest of us took every word as gospel. So then the rest of the details, I sort of learned via osmosis from books, I guess, and friends. Thank God for Judy Blume. What would we have done without Are You There God It’s Me, Margaret and Forever?
One of my BFF’s got her period in the 5th grade, and we...
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