This morning when I brought Eva into class there was a cacophony of little voices saying "Eva!" "Eva's here!" and about 5 girls ran up and helped me walk her over to her chair on the floor ready for the morning class. They almost trampled each other trying to sit next to her and were holding Eva's hands, helping her glasses stay on and generally fussing over her. She had the loveliest smile on her face but I'm sure I had an even bigger one.
It's so heart-warming to see her loved and cared-for by her classmates. It was such a fear of mine, when I first enrolled her in a mainstream kindy and school, that she would get teased or stared at or just not have any friends. The absolute opposite is true.
And we seem to be making progress with Eva's special-ed teacher and have a meeting scheduled for this afternoon to talk about everything.