So, this one comes home and says, “I want to enter a poster contest. It’s about bullying.” And as soon as he says the “b” word, my mind races into all sorts of directions. It’s instantaneous and automatic. But I mask the stuff going on inside of me and say that I think it’s a great idea.  I’m proud of his initiative and thankful for opportunities for my youngest to put himself out there. But the “b” word?  The conceptRead more