Most Improved Student
Ok. I admit it. I thought I was doing fine. I thought I could handle this with utmost grace and composure. But now...I'm not so sure. Graduation is just 9 days away. Suddenly I feel a tightness in my throat and a weird pain in my heart (No, I'm not having a heart attack) that I hadn't experienced with the last five children I've watched grow up and graduate. This time is different. Very, very different. If you know me personally, you probably already understand why I'm feeling this way. But for those of you who don't know, let me enlighten you. My precious, ball-of-fire, amazingly talented, wild, opinionated, mouthy, smart, funny, lovable, hard-working, know-it-all, test-of-my-faith, son, Jacob is about to graduate!! And this, my friends, is a BIG 'OL DEAL! It all began back in 2000 when he started kindergarten and the teacher insisted that he had ADHD. All I knew is that I had a boy on my hands who freak...