Raising Jerktoids

My daughter is a jerktoid. There, I said it. I know it’s harsh, but it’s true. She’s selfish, stubborn, and abrasive. She whines and shouts, emotion spilling uncontrollably down her face when things don’t go her way. Then she strikes me in the face when I don’t cave in to her antics. It’s like raising […]

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I Must Confess…

I scooted my chair beneath me to nestle into my assigned fifth grade desk, then pulled two folders from the metal shelving that hung below the desktop and propped them up around me.  Just as I had been instructed. I always tried to do what was instructed. For me, the pang of being in trouble […]

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