Do you remember what you wanted to be when you grew up? I do. Many an afternoon I spent in my pink room at the top of the stairs playing teacher with my Barbie. Although it wasn’t a “real” Barbie, it was a Stacy, but that’s beside the point! I loved writing in broken cursive (…)
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