A Day With Bear

The day started as any other. I woke up. I got myself & Bear to school. I worked with kids. Then, shortly after lunch, Bear, who was at recess, hunts me down in the Science Lab. "Here, Mama, I have a note you have to sign."

I decided to ignore the fact that it's written on the wrong side and focus on the words. I love the fact that it's his teacher who thought it was a dumb thing and not Bear. Typical boy, no? Actually, I was more worried about the shoes than the pants. I don't need another cause for stinky feet.

A little later, his co-teacher comes to me to share a story. Seems that when they were "inducting" their Social Studies folder, Bear added that he vowed to make his "sexy". Lovely. Afraid that I'd get phone calls from parents, she assured me that only his friend heard him. She did not hear him, only read his lips. And it made her day.

After school, I got another earful. What on earth could he have done now? I was told that during Math class, he was tutoring a little group. "Where is this going?" I wondered. It seems that he is sweet, encouraging, and patient. He did not belittle his classmates. He did not make them feel stupid for struggling. He came up with different ways to show them. He cheered them on when they "got" it. He helped.

I tell him all the time I just don't think I can handle him another minute. He tells me that I have to. God gave him to me because He knew I was the only one who could handle him.

It's definitely a roller coaster ride with this boy.