This afternoon I watched Brian exit his school while holding a plastic bag in his hands.
Right then I knew something was up. Brian doesn't carry things. Brian is above that....okay, I don't think he thinks that, but he hates to use his hands for anything other than flapping. If you see Brian carrying his backpack or a bag of groceries that I force onto him, his face will usually be in a grimace and he'll be dragging it around as if it is half of his body weight.
Today was different because he was grinning from ear-to-ear and had this little happy skip going on.
Inside the bag was a game called Color Train. Oh yes, it's a train game. That explains the smile.
I thought it was something we got to play with for the night, like some of the projects/kits that had been handed out during the year. Then his ed tech explained to me that Brian's teacher gave it to him. To keep. Have I mentioned how much I'm going to miss her next year?