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No, this isn’t a post about Lindsanity’s woes in the courtroom this week. It is about a weird turn of events that I aptly named “Freaky Friday” after driving in the car with my oldest son. I am usually the calm one in the car, reminding him to chill out and “we will get there when we get there”. This usually just agitates him and he grumbles under his breath and turns up the noise music on his ipod in response. Don’t you just love these mother son moments? It was almost like a Hallmark commercial.

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