We had a rough week last week. Ava's teacher decided to leave. It seemed to come from out of the blue. He was the kind of teacher you'd talk about as an adult saying "I had the best fourth grade teacher ever" kind of guy. She was sad but I think it hit me harder knowing what a great year it could have been.
We snapped this picture at the park yesterday and looking at the smile on her face reassures me that she is alright. Everything will be okay. I wish him well but it's time to move on.
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