Today we got the kids' report cards and I happened to have just started reading them as Jordan called from work. I said I'd email him to tell him about them.
It was only after I typed the following and clicked send that I realized the magnitude. "Uneventful report cards. Same old regular awesomeness as every term" was all that I said.
You see, our children are bright, motivated, intuitive both cognitively and socially, and are flourishing in school in every way possible. So much so that I don't even need to brag about it to their dad* who isn't home to see the reports himself himself. It's just what we've gotten used to.
Only a few short years ago we didn't know if the boys would live, much less go to regular school, yet here they are absolutely rocking kindergarten (technically a year early I might even add). And their sister? Pffft, she's a rock star in her own right. And it's not the grades even that I care so much about - it's the work ethic, cooperation and respect that they seem to have in spades.
Will they always have this easy of a time in school? Maybe not. Micro-preemies are said to be at high risk for learning difficulties (not to mention the pesky ol' brain injuries!). But these kids' achievements will never, ever go unnoticed, especially in light of all they've been through in their short lives. Nothing like overcoming seemingly unsurmountable challenges to make you really cherish what you have. And dare I say it? I have pretty incredible (and evidently clever) kids.
*While I may not have been bragging to their dad, posting this is no doubt bragging to you. But can you blame me?!