What does “smart” mean anyway?
Today was a day I have been dreading. It was a perfectly normal day. My 7 year old with apraxia and my 4 year old without apraxia were waiting with me outside my office for one of my clients’ mom to come and watch them. Jace apparently had struck up conversation with another tenant. She was so tickled by him she had to come out and tell me their conversation. Jace