Well this is just crap.

Edda went to a regular 3rd grade classroom for the Halloween party. Her teacher asked if I could come in during to party to help out and dutifully I go every year to help out even though it makes me sad and then a little sadder.

Usually Edda falls asleep:


Then I go rogue with the crafts, (this was suppose to be a scary ghost):


Even though I go and I know it makes me all unhappy, I had a wonderful time with Edda’s teachers and aides, we’ve been there for years and know everyone there pretty well and it is with open hearts that we laugh and cry together.

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