-- Boylee is counting the minutes until he gets his cast off, next Monday afternoon. Meanwhile, he's made amazing strides with his left hand. Drawing, writing, using a fork, etc. -- it's amazing how resilient kids are.
-- We had a getting-to-know-you 1st grade picnic. All of our own class was there, plus the other 1st grade, and the kids from the K-1 split. We met lots of parents, which was great since we're new at the school. Almost all the conversations went like this: They'd ask, "Which is your kid?" I'd say, "Isaac, the one with the mohawk and the broken arm." And they'd laugh, and nod knowingly. Basically, it seems every other kid has gone home and told his or her parents about Isaac with the broken arm and a mohawk, and now he's famous.
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Could be worse...remember Shirley Jackson's story about her son in K who daily told her of the bad behavior of Charlie (?) -- and then she met the teacher, said something about Charlie, and the teacher said, "There's no Charlie in K"
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