It's been an exciting email day chez moi. I've rather been dreading emails lately, since they seem to presage either bad new, unhappy students, or bureaucratic bs I should have attended to yesterday. But today I got two pieces of wonderful and unexpected news tinged with just a frisson of sadness.
I learned first that my five year old daughter finally lost her first baby tooth, something she's been dying to do for, oh, about a year now. Her teacher took several photos, uploaded them, and emailed them to us. (Have I mentioned that I love my daughter's school?) She's so proud, and I'm really thrilled for her. I'm a little sad too, because I wasn't there to be part of the hoopla. I've been out in California for the past two months, leaving my family behind in Indiana. And who'd've thought that she would have picked these two months to start reading and lose her first tooth? I wish there was a way to slow it all down and make it last longer.