There are a few things I need you to know.
Sitting still is killing us. This has been proven in study, after study, after study.
I have a bit of a potty mouth myself, but clearly I didn’t realize how much he was actually taking in when I dropped the occasional F-bomb.
I can’t even be mad, because I get it. Only a year ago, I was her. Now I could literally give zero shits.
My teenage son wanted waffles for breakfast. Did he come to me? Nope.
When we focus on the grade instead of the outcome, we're making it all about us.