Yesterday was parent/teacher conference day at Aidan and Brennan's school. I am proud to report that I managed to keep alive my tradition of crying my way through all of the boys' conferences. (Oh to be a fly on the wall in the teacher's lunch room.) But, on the positive side, I am grateful to be the crying fool of a mommy crying from sheer joy, rather than horror.
How's that for positive spin?
They were joyful tears. I am always amazed at the nice things we hear from the boys' teachers and I often feel a slight weight from my shoulders ease during the conferences. I am also always surprised at how well the boys' teachers capture their personalities so quickly and with such detail. They know my child. They take the time to get my child. And that means more than I can say.
My favorite part of Aidan's conference was the teacher telling us that because of Aidan and his Harry Potter obsession, she has a classroom of children, all reading Harry Potter. She laughed and told us that to be honest, there are kids in his class not ready for Harry Potter yet, but if Aidan tells them to read it - read it they will. 22 Kids, all with their noses stuck in various books in one series, all because of my boy.
Brennan and Aidan are both surpassing any expectations we had for them academically. I am not sure I can put into words how proud we are of them for this. But as always, the words that bring the greatest joy to me as a parent is hearing both teachers tell us how kind our boys are, what good friends they are to the other children in class, and what good hearts they have. I could not hope for anything more.
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