"I love my new teacher."-Felix, grinning at me with his little crab apple cheek bones with just a touch of pink, while looking at me from up under his super long eye-lashes.
He's right, the math he's learning is pretty advanced and I'm noticing habits he learned and got away with in "regular school." I hear, "It doesn't matter" and "Mrs. So&So didn't care if I did it like that," quite often.
He's caught on that this Mrs. So&So does care and does make him do it correctly, even if it means starting over.
Two weeks into this gig, I am loving it...even if every day isn't all sunshine and lollipops. Despite a few idle threats of having to "write until your hand falls off," there have definitely been more good moments than bad.