FCAT's and Conscience

I rearranged my work schedule today so that I would be home when Lily got home from school. Monday is the day that Jacob picks her up from school and I am at work but I wanted to be home when she got home so I could see how she fared with the testing. All was going well with my plan and all my clients were more than happy to be moved about until I ran into a decision of conscience. One of my clients, a renowned surgeon, informed me that his surgery was unsuccessful and he was losing his sight rendering him useless as a surgeon. The conversation continued and he asked if I had time to stay and work on him. All I wanted was to get home to Lilipop but this was a client, in a time of need, a client for the past 11 years. It was an easy answer, yes of course I could stay.

I got home about an hour after Lily. I rang from my car and Jacob said she was fine. Not very chatty but had said the test was easy. Hubby doesn't have the knack needed to extract information about school from Lily. He says, "how was your day?" she says "fine".

After receiving my hugs and kisses I asked Lily about her test. She told me it was really easy, just like a cold read that they had been doing. Then she said the words that I wanted to hear, "Mummy, I have no idea why they make such a big fuss about it, it is so easy." Then she told me they can take board games with them tomorrow and that she still had PE even though I said they probably wouldn't and she was glad she had worn her shorts. Oh and I found out she didn't have music but they still did all the other stuff once the test was done. (you just have to know how to phrase the questions.)

I wanted to say, I told you it would be easy. I wanted to tell her that I knew she would feel that way but I didn't. I just gave her a big smile and a hug and told her I was proud of her and that the next 3 days would be even easier.

So another milestone in her life passes with ease. It's not like her to worry and get worked up. She charges at life full force and with wild abandon. Somehow this was different and they made her fear the unknown.

Way to go Kidlet.