The Mom Stop column: Back to old traditions during the pandemic


It was 1999 and I was a freshman at the University of Alabama when my new best friend – a girl who lived two doors down from me in the dorm – seemed shocked when I told her I had never had a hot Krispy Kreme doughnut.It was the moment when a tradition was born.Neither of us were partiers – we didn’t really drink and we both had long-term boyfriends. Although we had met during rush, we pledged different sororities. But we bonded over staying up late watching […]  » Read More

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