by Becky Vieira posted in Parenting
I can empathize with Cinderella. The poor thing. One minute she was dancing in a gorgeous gown with a prince. The next she was wearing tattered rags, surrounded by a pumpkin and some mice. It happened immediately, at the stroke of midnight once her special day ended.
It was eerily similar to what happened to me...
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