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      Anonymous posting is back   01/21/16

      We've removed the extra step that required you to go to the full-page editor to access the anonymous post option. Now, you can reply to a post and toggle the button to post anonymous (see photo below).    Read more on anonymous posting here:    In short, the mods can see who posts as anonymous, we moderate anonymous posts the same as revealed posts, you can reply anonymously to your own topic, you may report anonymous posts.

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  1. Kids DO say the darndest things!

    When my grandson, Jeffery, was 4 1/2 years old, he said to me: "I really like girls - 'cause they are REALLY important." I asked him "Girls are important?" Jeffery says, "Of course. They say REALLY important things." I thought to myself, wow! He had learned a crucial lesson very early on. I was so proud of him. It appeared to me that my grandson was gifted and had great knowledge and understanding of the mysterious workings of the world. I took this to mean he held his mother (my daughter) in high esteem. And I, as well. I was able to bask in this wonderful euphoria for one and a half years. Then he turned SIX! It seemed that a switch was flipped and my pride and joy suddenly fell victim to gender roles. Girls now became disgusting....COOTIE-fied! By a stroke of luck, my daughter and I were spared this new demotion. According to Jeffery, we were not girls, we were Mommy and Grammie. I reminded him that he used to think girls were important, and he gave me a look. It was as though he were suddenly an adult, and the look said it all: "Grammie, I was just a baby then and hadn't figured it out yet, but now I know!" I'm working on changing his perception, but this may take time given that I am fighting against the pack mentality of a group of 1st grade boys.