Single Mom Slice of Life:
A Birthday To Remember – Err…Forget!
Well, by the time you read this, my son will have reached and passed his 18th birthday. A lot of lessons were learned, a few were literally beat into us, and most of them will be stories that will be retold for a few years to come. Here is what we learned during what we now call: the-birthday-to-never-talk-about-ever-again-in-life. (It’s a working title.)