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one Monday morning with his backpack hanging from one shoulder and said, “I don’t want to go to school,” I barely looked up from packing his lunch.
My Son Gave His Umbrella to a Pregnant Stranger in the Rain – The Next Morning, 47 Umbrellas Appeared on Our Lawn, Each With a Numbered Box That Made My Heart Stop
He didn’t argue. He just nodded. That should have told me something. Most kids push, negotiate, or whine, but Eli just got quiet.
