So Clash's preschool has finally convinced me to send Mighty for a trial run. The school is AMAZING, it's a small community, the families get together every month for picnics at the park or beach and it is run by the most amazingly loving woman on the planet. All signs point to putting her in the school, it's one day a week for 3 hours, Mighty's physical therapists and occupational therapists are recommending this to help further her progress and stimulation.
The only hold up is me, I am not ready! She still hasn't mastered walking and talking and she is a peanut. Clash on the other hand is more than ready. I told him I was nervous about sending her and he said, "Mom, don't worry. Remember, I am going to do the best I can. I am going to protect her." And then I look at this picture and he tells me about his dreams where all his friends turn into super heroes including Mighty, whose super powers are growing into a big girl, biting and pulling bad guys hair and stomping on their nuts (yes he said that, and yes I am going to pretend he picked it up from school). So I am sure that together they can do this and so I will pretend that I can too...
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