And there it was, his first curse word. Spoken with the tone and inflection of an adult, but with the voice of a boy years away from puberty’s deepening. A month shy of four years old, and he’s already found a dagger in his toolbox. My mind raced to think of how to react. I was unprepared. I thought we still had time before this blow to my ears and heart. Click here to read the rest at The MOB Society
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