Although the normal person in my thinks a teacher conference about a two-year-old is ridiculous, the mom in me likes the idea of hearing what my kid is like on the two days he sin't completely with me. Hear it in her words."He's reserved."
"Finwe looks before he leaps, and that will be good when he is driving. You'll like that. Larien, on the other hand." This was followed by a raise of eyebrows from Moody. She was head of the summer camp program a the school. It was to her that Larien stated, "I don't believe in naps." Moody knows my youngest two.
He has four more "Moody and Moore" days. I'll have to find a suitable activity to do each week while in New Orleans. He'll not be eligible for two year-old preschool until next Fall. Rules. I really dislike them. So confining.
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