My daughter called me this evening to ask why “A” doesn’t sit with Bells on the bus any more. Truth be told, I didn’t know this. Isabella was obsessed with A and we have had a play date and A came to Bells’ birthday party.
When The Girl asked Bells why, all she could say was that A is now sitting with L who is mean. “Is L mean to you, Baby?” “Yes. She makes this face(makes an ugly face) at me.
Although our Bells has come so very far this past year, it is hard to not be able to get the whole story from her. I know I can ask the bus driver and monitor on Monday but this leaves the entire weekend for my daughter to feel badly and fear that her baby is hurting.
Our girl has been going through some changes lately. She is still loving and sweet but she has learned how to throw a wicked tantrum and can shed crocodile tears with the best of them.
On the positive side, she is progressing socially and educationally. We are seeing an improvement in fine motor skills. Her school saw fit to get her physical therapy because, well, she needs it! She falls down a lot and bumps into things. (Yes, we did get her eyes examined.)
Last year, my dear daughter would say, “If only she could tell me what she had for lunch today.” This year, our girl can tell you what she had for lunch and who did what during lunch!
Maybe next year we will be hearing what is going on on the school bus in detail from our dear one.