I know, this year I decided to challenge myself on the blog by taking photos and posting them here – in an effort to shame myself into taking better photos. So this post is a bit of a cheat – the photo was taken by a colleague of mine.
It’s my son. 9 years old, on school camp where he was away (by almost 200 kilometres!) from home, for a whole school week.
He has autism, if you have been reading this blog for a while.
So this was hard for me.
His first ever more-than-one-night sleepover away from me.
And here he is, on a giant swing, and having the time of his life!
I’m so incredibly proud of him.
And also teary. It’s a bittersweet thing.
How about you, dear Reader? What made you emotional this week?
This morning, Miss 7 performed in her class’ “School Sunday”. She did great, in spite of bags under her eyes from an interrupted night’s sleep. She had come into our room around midnight and woken me up, full of nerves about her upcoming performance. Not that she was worried about her own part, forgetting it, stage fright, or similar… rather, she was worried for the others in her class, and that as a whole, they would disappoint their teacher.
This morning came, she performed with her peers, and very few (if any!) mistakes were made.
Afterwards, I happened to be talking with her teacher, congratulating her on coordinating an excellent performance, and mentioning Miss 7’s night-time anxieties. The teacher laughed, and said that Miss 7 had been the star student in this whole process. Every rehearsal, she did exactly as she was told, she learned her lines exactly and spoke them confidently and with great projection – she set the best example for the whole year level.
What praise!!! What a fantastic kid I have!!!