I’ve blogged about my son Jaden before. Actually, I could probably write a pretty interesting story about him every day.
Oh yes… when we chose our dear boy, we had no idea how many scares we would have, nor how many scars he would someday have.
Thanks to his special needs and fearless nature, this child would eventually fall off a roof, drink gasoline, and endure a hundred (provoked) wasp stings. He would do his best to ensure I never received a “mother-of-the-year” award. (What kind of mom lets her child do those things?) Having him would mean trouble finding a babysitter, seizures in the middle of church, lots of stares in public, and far too many doctor visits.
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