When I was a kid, playdates were simple affairs — if they could even be considered affairs at all. They consisted of going to a friend’s house and being like, “Hey, wanna play?” and they’d be all, “Sure!” and then you’d run around outside or build a fort in their basement or play Nintendo until dinnertime. You’d only see the mom when...

Confessional #25750167

"I have the coolest, most interesting, compassionate, self-aware kids one could possibly have. Given the amount of narcissism and abuse I've suffered by my own parents and family, the fact I can be this good a mom is an amazing accomplishment. WIN!"

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