(you know who you are, missy)
You know I love you. Truly, totally. I love most people who love
my kids. But you hold a special place in my heart. Anyone who deals
with the special education of children, is an angel in my book.
All the papers that come home everyday in Garrin's backpack
make me so happy that he is learning. We sit and talk about how his day
was and he is always happy talking about it. And speaking of talking,
WOW. He has made leaps and bounds....(hopefully not too
many as to keep his IEP open......) But really, huge improvements.
And for that - I thank you.
The social interaction also has be phenomenal.
He is growing into a well rounded, happy little boy.
His favorite thing to do when he gets home is to go right into his
backpack and take out his papers, his folder, and any little treasure
he has been allowed to take from the treasure chest in class.
He was surely most happy when he came home Wednesday,
and took out the cute little plastic Dora tooter. He toot-tooted that thing
Imagine my surprise at his exuberance in unpacking
his backpack YESTERDAY! I wanted to treat you to a little sampling of
his excited-ness over today's treasure. And again .......
not just a little plastic tooter, but a horn
OK- right about now - I am reconsidering some of that love.......................
The Love Meter just went waaaay down, my friend.