Since I have my blog back…
I walked away from Thor’s new school today, thinking, “We really did the right thing here.” I haven’t felt this good about his school since before the first elementary school misplaced him during the Kindergarten round-up. I haven’t seen him this happy about school since the abandonment in the bathroom. He is happy. He is chirpy. He is making friends. And, he tells us, his teacher made him Star of the Week.
This teacher has already responded to my introductory email by telling me, “He has already made several friends and the class has really responded well to him! He is such a good boy,” and saying the magic words I never heard from his first K teacher, “he is super smart!!”
I’m relieved, and happy, and…grateful. I am so grateful.
It does appear that he is going to get to stay in this class. At least, I haven’t been told anything otherwise. My metaphorical blood, sweat, and very real tears have paid off, and I am not a bit ashamed of having written that email begging the school to take him. Not a single bit.
The Outside Lane 
There is nothing like that feeling, knowing that not only are they getting a top-notch education, but they are *safe* and happy and appreciated. Other than when I homeschooled, I never felt that way about any of my children’s schools, until now. (well Ben’s 2nd grade teacher was wonderful and adored him). Glad you can feel that way now too!