Back at the ranch, Frances turned fifty-eight months the night before she started K1, Boston's version of pre-kindergarten. She chose to have shrimp and bacon for dinner. Ever the optimist, I threw in polenta and tomatoes.
Fifty-Eight Months Fun Facts
- A New Era: Frances can now put on her own seat belt. Huge improvement.
- First Teen Moment: In Maine, Frances said to me "Step on the chemical rocks." I said, "You mean barnacle rocks?" Frances responded, "Whatever." Can't wait for the teenage years.
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