“I don’t give an “F” what you say!” That’s the last thing my son Jake said to me as he stormed out the door this afternoon. Dealing with a moody…
Last year was the first year that my son Jake enjoyed school. He is 15. Jake has spent many years just tolerating school. He has several issues that have made…
I spend a lot of time indoors – especially now, that I officially hate the yard at my new house. The last house I lived at had a wonderful yard…
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