"He's a wonderful little boy, yet we all know that he will plateau at a 3rd, or maybe 4th, grade level.", the district psychologist said to me, without a hint of shame. Sometimes I think we just have to wait until the ones who are stuck in their old ways of thinking move on to… Continue reading Old School
Here he is. Growing up with only brothers, I knew I would have a son someday. Eight pounds of new, fresh skin and bones, a tiny little nose and fingers that just curl around my pinky. He is here; the one I dreamt about while he grew inside. Now he’s gone. They tell me he… Continue reading Here He Is!