He sat with the second graders during the opening announcements.
He sat with a fourth grader at the end of the day.
He walked up and started a conversation with a sophomore one week.
He sat in with the fourth and fifth grade class while he drew and chatted away with those at his table.
He stood up and shared his drawing in front of the same fourth and fifth grade class.
He sat with the preschool class.
He called a sixth grader his friend.
He wants to invite his fifth grade friend to his birthday party.
He sat in the seventh grade row next to the big kids.
He is my homeschooled son.
Did I mention he is only three?!?
I love how he sees no distinction of age.
All he sees are friends.
I enjoyed reading this slice so much that I ended up scrolling down to read about four more. I liked how you have repetition in different ways in your recent slices. I can relate to being stressed out but being determined to step back and realize all that there is to be thankful for. My one little word for this year is gratitude, and one of the reasons is precisely for what you captured in the post – making sure to be thankful for all of the great things in life, rather than getting bogged down by the stressful!
He is so comfortable being himself. And it is obvious he is raised in a home where he can.
The best thing for me these last 8 weeks besides getting to be your friend, is when your three year old took my hand and let me walk with him to class.