Anyone who has encountered Danny recently has remarked on how much he has grown. Every day he assesses whether or not he’s taller than me, and every day it seems he’s closer. But he’s grown in so many other ways, too. Case in point: When I went upstairs to wake him up, I found him in the bathroom, dealing with a massive bloody nose. The remarkable thing about this is how matter-of-fact he was about it. Two years ago, if not just one, this would have thrown him into a bewildered tizzy!
To that end, I know how ready he is to begin his time at Marist. He’s excited, armed with good friends and a big sister so happy to share her school with him. Have a great 7th grade year, Danny Boy!
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