The mystery of the boomerang generation, to me anyway

I’ve always thought of myself as a pretty typical kid. As a little girl, I didn’t like wearing dresses, but I liked playing with dolls – I even made clothes for them – as well as hopscotch, jump rope, marble games, and an imaginary game called “House” with the neighborhood boys. (You can guess how… Continue reading The mystery of the boomerang generation, to me anyway