Our littlest friend is in kindergarten with the most amazing teacher, Ms. K.
She is angelic. She calls the class her friends. Not “students,” not “boys and girls,” not “people,” (I had a teacher once who called us “people” in a way that suggested we were something else) but “friends.”
Every week we get a friendly email about K’s Kids, often with sweet pictures of the friends reading books, enjoying treats earned for good behavior, participating in sports.
Last week our littlest friend brought home a Manila envelope labeled “Top Secret Homework for Parents!” Inside was a giant blank heart for us to design as a secret valentine for said friend.
Punk and I agreed on the Coldplay lyrics, “You’re a sky full of stars… I’m gonna give you my heart.” It’s what we’ve set as our 8:26 AM alarm each weekday. Time to get backpacks and lunches and snow gear in order and head for the bus stop.
The littlest friend has been singing along every morning since the beginning of September. Sometimes when the song comes on the radio at other times, he’ll joke, “Oh! Time to get ready for school!”
Happy Valentine’s Day, littlest friend. We give you our hearts.