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I have a great tradition that I do every year. It started in the 3rd grade. It had been a long, hard year with a particularly “not-the-best” teacher. I had made many good friends at this point, other moms whose sons were in the same class as my son. We all decided that we deserved something special for making it through the school year. One mom had us all over to her large house; we ate, drank wine, talked smack and had a blast. The mom-dition was born!
Every year on the first Saturday evening after the last day of school I gather together all my best girlfriends (most are moms, but not all) and we celebrate that we made it through one more year. One more year of nagging (oh, I mean… REMINDING!), of making and bagging meals, filling out forms, attending meetings, shopping for supplies, giving rides, thinking of everything… all of it is over now for a few precious months.
We gather together and drink great wine, nibble fattening foods, suck down chocolate...
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