This was definitely the case with the sidelong glances, stand-offish attitudes, and palpable distrust we sensed from other parents during the years my daughters attended a local charter school.
We were baffled at the time. We just couldn't put our finger on why our kids got the kid glove treatment.
It was subtle, but undeniable. Certain parents wouldn't allow their daughters to sleep over at our house. Our girls were consistently excluded from group playdates organized by certain moms.
One mom, who volunteered daily in the school office, would shoot exaggerated eye daggers my way every time she saw me. She did nothing to disguise her hatred of our entire family, including my then one-year-old son. Once, when I waved to her at the mall, she fled into a store.
I'm pretty thick skinned and don't suffer from a need to be super popular. Where my kids are concerned, though, I have anRead More »from How Dyslexia Turned My Family into a Bunch of Devil Worshippers