Yesterday was W’s last day of preschool this year and it was
definitely bitter sweet. Back in
September, I couldn’t even fathom the end of the school year. I was so close to pulling him out of school
because I thought the tears would never end.
I thought it was quite possible that we were doing more damage than good
in keeping him enrolled. But W
persevered. Each day was a little better
than the one before. And here we
are. The end of his first school
year. We made it. A and I are so incredibly proud of him.
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