Saturday, May 14, 2011
I took Burger to his special new school yesterday.
He had been there before, but yesterday was the first time for me to take him and drop him off.
I was unlocking the bike and I heard this weird breathing noise and looked up to see him pressing his nose against the screen with eyes that looked about to burst with tears.
As I rode away I could hear him yelling for me but T told me that in her parenting books they say to just go and not worry because if you stay and make a big deal about it they will always pull this stunt and you'll never get anything done.
This morning I built him a modified tunnel/bridge for his trains.
Because that is the kind of Dad I am.
Or at least, that is the kind of Dad I try to be most of the time.