Why am I, a 40 something year old, complaining about middle school? Because experiencing it as a parent of middle schoolers is ALMOST worse than having experienced it as a student myself.
Gee, I wonder why the following strategy is not working – Continue reading
Two little faces, innocent and round. 11am. Awake and alert in anticipation of what that day, that Sunday would bring.
I turned the TV off. “Why?” The boys protested.
“We need to talk to you.” Continue reading