He sits and works... diligently... for hours. He wants to get his work done... he wants to do well- his best. It just takes time. A lot of time. And he never complains. It makes my heart hurt, just a little, to see him sitting there so long... but it is his way. And he is doing so well. I don't think proud is the right word, although I am. I am just... relieved. That his work is paying off, where it hasn't before. I would be happy if he didn't need to take medicine to stay focused like this... but I am happy that the medicine does help. And I am happy that he qualifies for extra help in school... of course, I would be happy if he didn't need it. He is my son... my baby... my heart. And no matter what the report card says at the end of the quarter, I will love him no differently. It has always been this way... for my boy who gives everything. The grades are secondary... it is the effort that counts. He has put his heart and soul into this middle school transition... and today he came home saying that he has the second highest average in his geography class... and that his teacher thinks he should be on the scholar bowl team. Imagine that...
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This is awesome. I know how hard he has worked in the past. It is great that he is getting the outcome he deserves.
Lindsay is trying for the scholar bowl too. I really thought it was funny of her to do so..not that she is not smart. I was just surprised.
I told her not to say "like", Thingy or stuff. ;)
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