I Just Wanted One Sweet Photo of My Son—But What He Did Instead Made My Heart Drop
The Morning Everything Changed Our Saturday breakfasts were sacred—just me and my little boy. A cozy booth at our favorite local diner, pancakes drowning in syrup, his dinosaur sippy cup full of chocolate milk, and a goofy snapshot sent off to Grandma like clockwork. It was our quiet ritual, our little haven of smiles and…