My bff's last day was Wednesday. It was our last day before parent conferences and intersession break, so it created a natural transition for him. I'm not sure I'm at peace with it yet. As I spoke with the speech teacher at his new school I tried to portray what a great kid he is, while at the same time giving her enough information to make his transition easy. I hope I did an adequate job. Part of me is tempted to join him on his first day, since my own school will be on break. But part of me knows I should let him go alone, allowing them to transition him the way they see fit. And, part of me knows that when I watch him read if you give a mouse a cookie for the first time, I may tear up, and that wouldn't be good for any of us.
So goodbye bff. Thank you for your great smile early in the morning. Your cheery voice and your laughter at lunch, and our hunts of 'g for gramma' at the end of the day. Good luck!
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