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Scolding

The Mass That Ended Sleepovers As I Knew It

Tom Cramer | Posted 12.14.2012 | Fifty
Tom Cramer

One of the great things about the middle years of grammar school was the sleepover, usually as part of someone's birthday party. By fourth and fifth grade my friends and I had become more sophisticated. We had outgrown the parties consisting of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with the crust cut off, Kool-Aid and pin the tail on the donkey. We no longer required naps either before or after such engagements.

Bite Your Tongue

Ellen Snortland | Posted 05.25.2011 | Impact
Ellen Snortland

Some modern cures for the ancient causes of the common scold Is "Numbskull: Please scold me!" tattooed on my forehead? I've been the target of severa...