First day of First Grade, complete with social story in her hand. First day for Pudding, at least- the rest of her classmates started last Wednesday, but we were still quarantined after the operation. Though I’m anxious to know how her day went, I know she is in good hands. Her new teacher emailed me to say she’d not only read my last post, she’d pinned it to her wall.
“We are all different and we all learn differently.”
Amen to that. I’m glad Pudding is back where she belongs.