Tell me what you really think.
Like most families talk at the dinner table. Most of the ones I know eat on the run and never have those conversations.
Just what I would need. A child telling me what a mess up I am!
That was good to see...last night was one of those nights where I needed a timeout from my Okapis. I had become someone I don't want to be. I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not alone, right? Thanks.
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