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Do You Have to Like Your Kids?
Parents aren't supposed to say this out loud, but... we don't always like our kids.
A Croc of Shoe
Starshine swears that your favorite holey, rubbery sandals are Lucifer's footwear.
Church and State Collide on Highway
Church and state collide on South Carolina's highways, leaving atheists a little cross.
Starshine Roshell, Meet Talula Does the Hula From Hawaii
Few people know what it's like to have a name as odd as Starshine's. But Talula Does the Hula from Hawaii? She knows.
Mothering the Mothers
Fifty mothers bask in a kindness that has become all but foreign to them.