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?
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I'm lamenting the loss of our teacher as well...I wish I could bribe her to move on up to second grade. Would that be wrong? Probably but I'm willing to try. ;)
Haha ...I said the same thing. His teacher said "Can't he do a third year in Kindergarten?", I shook my head and said, "No, but you could become a first grade teacher" :)
Awh what an awesome teacher!!!!
Wow. They DO exist....haha.
that is so sweet! Your son is so lucky to have a teacher like that.
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Um, I'm going to need the name of the school and teacher. I'll get started packing right now.
Dang, she sounds awesome!
You are so lucky to have a teacher like that. How wonderful.
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