Riley came home from camp today jazzed. She wants to be a counselor in training. She's going into fourth grade, and you can't be a C-I-T until you are in sixth grade, but she wants to be a C-I-T.
She wants to go to camp again next year, and the year after and eventually be a C-I-T.
Makes my throat well up all happy.
My girl.
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
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That is cool. I like that! I bet she will do it, and be great at it.
:)
I hope so Amber. Presently she still needs an aide to get through 1/2 day camp, but who knows what a couple more years will bring? She never fails to amaze me.
that girl is flying, michelle ..
she will be the most amazing C I T EVER .. in three years some little one's mom will write on her blog ..
Then, Ms. R. said, "Should we go to the art room and paint a peace sign on my face too?"
Gotta love a girl who plans that far ahead.
These are gifts you and HT have given your girl, Michelle. You have opened the world for her. She has stepped up and stepped through and stepped out. But never, ever forget that you and HT opened the doors.
Love.
Oh yes she can!
And she'll rock it.
I really find it a joy...to watch your deep appreciation for EVERY moment which, perhaps if aspergers didn't exist in your world, may have been overlooked. *Hugs* I hope to become that kind of parent when it's my turn
I know Jenny. Sorry! I thought of you when I put up the pic. Every now and then I have to gross you out.
Your C-I-T is a PYT.
Love her to bits.
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