Thursday, April 23, 2009

The Other Art Teacher

When we left art classes for the last time on Tuesday, Two also had his own style of encounter with his teacher, with whom he has taken classes for two semesters. He gave Ms. G. a big hug, told her she was the best art teacher he'd ever had!, and then winked at her.

As we left the room and started down the hall, he skipped along, then stopped and said in a self-satisfied voice "there, I did it. AND I gave Ms. G. a wink." Skipping resumed, until we turned the corner to climb the stairs to pick up One.

Sometimes I think "if only that child knew the power of those winks of his!" And then I realize ... he does.

If cheerleaders start calling in Middle School I'm disconnecting the phone. That's all I'm sayin'.

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