:: Titus Hinrik ::
This morning you discovered that the window in your classroom faces the walkway I have to use to get back to the car. I always take one long look in that window after I drop you off to make sure you are doing ok. This time I saw your little blonde head peeking up. I could tell you were balancing on your tiptoes and I tried to wave each time you made it high enough to peek over.
It took all I had in me not to run back to your class, grab you up in a big hug and take you back home with me.
Your teacher must have seen the concern in my face, as she pointed to you and gave me a big thumbs up. She's super nice.
|3 September 2012 :: 7:52am|