I went to Josh's parent/teacher conference today. When I told Shari that's where we were going she exclaimed, "Oh! That sounds like so much fun!" And it was fun--the girls got to play with all the toys.
Josh is doing well. He's progressing in all of his goals. He's acting like a sweet cute boy (saving the more demonic parts of his personality for home, thankfully). He has his little friend Chris. He's just doing well.
As we were leaving, Josh started praying. Now this is not unusual. I think Josh takes the commandment to pray at all times a little too literally. (We can say about a bazillion prayers a day sometimes.) Miss Michelle, his teacher, said, "Oh, yeah. When Josh is supposed to be working on an assignment, you can hear him 'Our dear Heavenly Father . . .'." Too funny!
