My 11 Year-Old’s Drug Knowledge.

I’m at my dinner table this morning praying over the hectic schedule that is my life. But I’m choosing not to stress about it. I’ve asked God to take what has no business being on my plate. I remember once asking for a bigger plate, and he promptly reminded me not to be insane.  So this morning, with my average sized plate and my meal components partially plunging over the edges, I am choosing to reminisce over our past few family dinners. Aka my favorite part of any day.  My favorite recently went something like this.  Layla (14- 10th grade):…

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