I was so excited to go get R today after work – I pulled into the parking lot and there he was out on the playground holding the hand of one of his teachers. So sweet.
I snuck a picture of him (thru the bushes and fence) before he could see me
The teacher, whose hand he had been holding saw me and said, “I owe you an apology.” And then proceeded to tell me how sorry she was for what happened to R yesterday. I shook my head, laughed a little, and said, “You do NOT need to apologize to me. It could have happened to anyone, anywhere, even our own home.” {Even though we don’t own a xylophone…but that’s neither here nor there}
I would hate for this sweet teacher to feel like I blame her because I certainly do not.
I wanted her to know that in no way did I find fault with her or anyone else’s actions yesterday. She, along with all these other amazing ladies care for my baby and so many others every single day. How could I be upset with her? As soon as it happened, they were all over our son, making sure that he was ok, the bleeding was stopped and that we were notified as quickly as possible. These ladies are moms, too. And know what it’s like when “their baby” is hurt. And they treat our son, and the other kids as if they are their own.
I hope she knows how much I value her and am thankful for what she does every day for us.
For those who may want an update, R was totally himself last night, today and tonight. This kid has energy like no other. I have no idea where he gets it…he’s out.of.control. non-stop. And this “boo boo” has not kept him down even for a moment!
Here’s hoping the next 10 days are um, less eventful(?). 🙂
I hope you have a wonderful weekend!