Special needs, age 34 and totally enjoying his “kid” show… as he kept saying “booger, booger….” with some intensity. I said, “Joey just get a Kleenex. “Mom, booger, BOOGER!” […]
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{originally published in 2011} I remember when my son started the fourth grade I just knew something was up. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it, but I […]
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I had a meltdown the other day. A major meltdown – tears, yelling – the whole nine yards. Those of you who know me are probably picking your jaw up […]
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