When I Was a Boy

Don’t let the white gloves, dolls, party shoes, foofy dresses and hats fool you: I was a tree-climbing, somersault-turning, knee-scabbing, tar-peeling, bat-swinging, I-can-do-anything-better-than-you-can tomboy during those early years. But that’s all going to change very soon. When training bras and once-a-month visits from “my friend” start, it’s a whole new ballgame.

It’s good to remember those grass-stained knees though. And Dar Williams says it better than I can.

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