Being the mother of teenage daughters requires me to honor secrets. If I desire to be trusted, to be let into their inner sanctums, then I have to keep my tongue - and my bloggity fingers - silent.
"Now, Mom, none of this can show up on your blog or Facebook. Agree?"
This post is all about what Tom, Cassie, Caroline, and I did yesterday.
In invisible ink.
4 comments:
L.O.L.
I understand.
I know one thing you did yesterday, but I doubt that's the secret. Sigh.
Your such a good mom, and friend!
Hahahahahaha -- love it!
Thanks, ladies. Wish you were here so I could describe it to you in person over a cup of tea. You'd get a kick out of our adventure.
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