Inch by Inch

I am not often inspired by public education these days, but today was different. And the timing was perfect. Just when we thought we were really losing Andy in the world of irritibility, anger, frustration, and sensory-sensitivity, his wonderful teacher invited us in for the "parent appreciation program."

He sang "inch by inch," he recited love poems to us, he THANKED US, he danced the chicken dance with his Dad, he wrote stories about us, drew pictures of us, and he laughed and laughed.

Thank you, Mrs. Dietz. Thank you for showing us this part of his life.