This has been a rough school year for JC. Of all of my kids, she is the one with the temper. I've learned so many things being her mother. I believe, with all of my being, that God gave her to me to learn patience. She requires, and always has, more patience than the boys put together. Her teacher tends to react to JC's behaviors with anger. I've learned that reacting that way only leads to a bigger reaction from JC, and often to a terrible downward spiral on both ends. I'm not blaming her teacher. She is who she is. And because of the "personality conflict" that has formed between student and teacher, it's been a long school year.
Many, many times, JC is a wonderfully sweet little girl. In fact most people, until they have the misfortune of witnessing a meltdown, don't believe some of the stories we tell about her behaviors. It is her sweetness that we try to cultivate and nurture. In a month, JC will be having her First Communion. She understands what a big development this is in her life and is very much looking forward to it. Last evening, I finally bought her shoes to go with the beautiful dress that she has for the Mass. We had her try everything on, and my little girl looked like a beautiful princess. I wanted to just cry. She is my little girl, but sadly, she isn't so little anymore.
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