Executive Dysfunction – Dad and Buried
Past week, I cleaned out my 11yo’s backpack. Keep me. The expertise has me shook, and not just in the standard “middle-schoolers are disgusting” way (although he surely is.) It’s…
Destructive Criticism – Dad and Buried
I’m horrible at accepting compliments of any kind, but none make me much more unpleasant than all those that praise my parenting. They make me sense like a fraud. Since…