“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 love my son Jake – but sometimes he makes me so tired. And frustrated. And irritated. Like taking a picture of him. How many tries does it take to…