I volunteered to serve the students at Scar's school their traditional Thanksgiving feast. It was fun to see all this kiddies (I did not dress in my traditional Pilgrim wear as I desired). Scarlet gushed per her usual to see me (I know this will end sometime soon, or at least by age 11 or 12...). Also had a chance to chat with Scarlet's teacher and I think we have figured out the emotional mystery of my first-born. Her teacher commented to me (perhaps with a tear in her eye), "That Scarlet is a bright kid, a unique kid and a very special." Awwww. If only she could attend school without a sick call, puh-lease.
Worst Part of the Day-
Scarlet awoke distressed in the middle of the night. She was crying, but able to verbalize (as if she had an epiphany this night) that she had figured out why she was "gloomy" today. She simply "missed" her teacher who was out for a planned 5-day conference last week. When Scarlet saw her beloved teacher (who she looooooves) on Monday, it suddenly hit her how much she had missed her, yet incidentally her teacher was consciously trying to slightly pull away from her VIP/Scarlet, and my sensitive one was perceiving this as a blow-off...typical communication breakdown (my sensitive sweet.)
Sooo much drama!
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