Today was report card day for my bright-eyed Kindergartener. I was excited as I opened up the envelope, read the letter from her teacher and started looking at Joelle's results.
I always loved school, and for the most part was a good student -- so I was very happy (and proud!) to see that Joelle has been doing very well in her first term of school. I expected as much, but it's always nice to get confirmation from the teacher.
After I looked through the report, I went downstairs where Joelle was getting ready to watch TV with her little sister.
"Joelle," I started off saying as I went to give her a hug and a kiss. "I am so very proud of you for your good report card. Your teacher is very impressed with you, and Mommy & Daddy are so proud of you for working so hard and being such a good listener."
Joelle's face is close to mine as I am pumping her full of self-confidence, sweetly smiling as she is soaking up her mama's praise.
"And..." as I start to continue my words of affirmation and encouragement, I get interrupted with a serious "Mom?" coming from the pretty little face only a mere inches away from me.
"Yes...?" I ask, wondering what she is going to tell me about school or her report card.
"You have four eyes when I just stare at you this close," she giggles.