He first mentioned it in grade 4. We chuckled at him thinking “What a cute, mischievous son! Boys will be boys.”
My daughter’s birthday was fast approaching. “Can I have a birthday party?” she asked. “Of course”, I told her, ” just give me a bit of time to organize it.”
My daughter was having a hard time in school. I knew it was bad when she came out of her room one day, smothering herself in anti-stress lotion.
The moment you say something to your teen about school, friends, homework, anything really and they look at you like you and the most un-bright thing on the face of the earth.