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Area Mother Stays Indoors for Four Months, Completely Forgets that Seasons Are A Thing

I can’t really blame COVID for this one; I’m terrible every time summer comes around and I seem to have somehow convinced myself that, this year, I will have somehow transcended the weaknesses of my lily-white complexion and can withstand the sun. I am, every year, punished for my hubris.

But! It sure was good to sit out in the sun and gab at a responsible distance with some other parents. I didn’t know how much I’d missed those little snatches of socializing before and after school. Just, my brain still thinks it’s April, and not July…

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Any moms out there on the line in Portland right now: I’m so fiercely proud of you. Give ’em hell for me.