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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
was rainy and dreary. But my son, with gusto in his heart and determination in his stride, walked up those school bus steps. I promptly started to cry as the bus pulled away, but really I cannot be happier inside. He has taken to this world with excitement and confidence in who he is. He heads out with curiosity and a delight in the prospect of learning to read (as then he can "take books everywhere" he tells me, while I nod in complete understanding at that wonder upon wonders). He knows to say thank you and please and he knows to help those who might be a little sad today. I am so proud to be his mother.