On Monday of this week our little first grader was awarded the President’s Award for her class. This award encompasses academics, initiative, citizenship, etc. Of course we are very pleased, proud and excited of this recognition. This award is only awarded to four students (in each class) through the entire school.
The Award is presented by one of the Dr.’s from a local University and the principala of her school. It was a big deal time wich included (not only) the “walk across the stage” but individual pictures and refreshments too. Our little girl was so proud and happy!
Except for one thing. “Daddy, I don’t see grandma. She told me she was going to come.” So I respond with, “I sorry honey, I guess something came up and she wasn’t able to make it.” Actually grandma (paternal bio-grandma) had told the seven year old that she was so proud of her and that she was “going to try to come.”
What I wanted to say to our little girl was, “Well honey some day you will learn that people decide what is most important to them and what’s not. People only have a finite number of hours in each day and they have to determine how they want to spend that time. You weren’t as important as something else to grandma. Get used to it.” But I didn’t, I just put on my happy face and made her experience as joyful as possible. And it was! She was smiling from ear to ear (almost literally).
Once again we are so proud of our little girl’s progress and most recent accomplishments.
On the other hand… not the least bit surprised or pleased that bio-granny did not find the time to attend the hour long ceremony.
But of course if I say anything (to her) that would make me the bad guy. We have never and will never said anything derogatory about the bio-family. Not even the former mother and father.
Now on another note: our little guy seems to have “turned a corner” with his behavior. He hasn’t gotten any “frowny faces” for over two weeks now. In fact, yesterday he was the teacher’s helper. He gets to lead the line to the day’s various activities. The class has a new student and when they lined up to go to one of the activities he put the new student behind him in line. “I want to help him make friends.” Awwwww
We will continue to “run the race.” 😉