Bea starts school on Monday. My breath just caught in my throat. Why am I terrified? What's the worst that could happen, realistically? She comes home with a black eye or a note pinned on her shirt that says "Never stops talking"? So what right? But she's my BABY. This is the first time I'm sending her out into the world where I'm not able to be her shepherd. What if she learns a bad word or bites someone because they won't follow her around the playground on all fours like "a poor little doggy"? What if she gets totally corrupted, shuns Tiger Army and The Faint and starts to listen to top 40 radio exclusively? All on the first day? Help.
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