Today was our parent-teacher conference.  Our son is blossoming at his new school.  The feedback is that, although he has some areas that require work, he is smart, well-liked and presents as a kind, warm-hearted kid. (Note to self: confirm we are really talking about the same child.)  That is great news.

After the conference, we wait because he wants to come out and greet us.  He runs into our arms and then runs away because he is in the middle of something he finds fun. (Note to self: wait until later to cry over how independent he is.)

After last year’s terrible experience in a large public school, my son who needs some extra attention, is finding his place in his new school.  And we, his moms, are slowly shedding the stress of last year and enjoying the re-kindled love of school and learning.  (Note to self: approach networks about a made-for-TV movie.)

It is true that a parent is only as happy as his/her saddest child.  Today, my son is happy.  And if my son is happy, then the economy can stink (but not for much longer).  Life is good today.