We're raising our kids in a college town, and we live in a college neighborhood.It's cool, we like it. We chose it, actually. It's lively. It's dynamic. It's ... um ... sometimes a little bit drunk. You know, this means our kids have heard some things. Things not read in nursery rhymes, or learned on Dora. Well, unless there's an episode of Dora where she's a hammered college student reeling from a devastating beer-pong loss or a messy break-up. But to be fair, my kids have said some things too. Ridiculous things, in various states of irritation, heartbreak, and full-throttle meltdown. And you know what? It all blends together the lit student rants, the hanger-fueled toddler rage it's like one big slightly incoherent, generally passionate statement. So, hey, let's play a game!
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