When Shea picked me up he gave me the news that is making my heart break. Ian's nonprofit parent-cooperative preschool had to lay off two people today. Two wonderful "educarers" who have touched our lives in such a special way. E looked at Ian on his second day of school in September and said, "I think he's ready to be potty trained, do you want me to try?" I told her of course since nothing we've been doing at home is making any progress. One week later the little man was out of diapers completely. Taking care of his business, accident free ever since (knocking on wood here) Painlessly for us. She was just magic. She could watch the kids and just know exactly what to say or do and they would fall in line. She would laugh when I'd tell her stories of how Ian was at home compared to how he is at school. It will not feel the same to take him to school tomorrow. I'm just so sad. We'd ask him who his friends are at school and she was always on the list before anyone in the three year old crowd. He called her his "best friend."
She has been such an important part of our family and I didn't even get to say goodbye.