I realized this on Friday. I had left work and was on my way home. My new way home. The way that will take me past Ryan’s daycare where, as of this morning (!), he is happily (?) playing inside, waiting for me to pick him up. I was dropping off forms. I was telling the receptionist who is allowed to pick my kid up in an emergency. I was checking...Read More
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I'm Meghan. I grew up in Ohio, came of age in Arizona and am now raising a family in Pennsylvania. I'm a freelance writer and essayist, a stay-at-home mom to my seven-year-old son, and a foster parent. I'm told I am too organized and too sarcastic for my own good but I don't see how either is possible.