This year I had the privilege of teaching her sister. I made sure she was in my class because I didn't think anyone else would appreciate her or love her like I would. I was right, she is like her sister in a lot of ways and definitely the baby sister. She has struggled but come a long way. Everyday she touches my heart with her smile. She is funny, inquisitive, sweet, loving, and beautiful. Her older sister shields her from a lot so she's much more innocent.
Both girls love to give hugs and say "I love you often". They are children that I'd take home in a second if I could. I love them.
Today will be both girls last day at my school. I knew this was a possibility but the reality came crashing down on Tuesday. Nanna came to school to tell the 2nd grade teacher hoping to not have to tell me; I saw her in the hallway and she couldn't get away. I knew by the look in her eyes that their time at our school was coming to an end. Nanna cried as she told me the news, I cried too. They are moving about an hour away and I'm heart broken. As of Tuesday, the girls didn't know they were leaving our school. Today will be very difficult but I will make sure when both of those girls walk out that door they know that they are loved and no matter what they can always come to me.