They’ve been named “the hot mess group” and everyone (Dad and Elianna) knows what that means when I come home and talk about it. It’s the group with the “K-1-2” kids. There’s a women in my class who is actually going to school for just this age. It used to be two groups with the boys and girls separated, then I decided to try the K-1-2 kids all together to only have one group with those particular problems.

But another family moved in and more kids have come now. It’s too many to have altogether so we are back to one for boys and one for girls. The supervisor was fine with me ditching the K-1-2 groups but then I felt bad because they do seem to like and look forward to group. The others are calmer. One with preteen/younger teen girls, the one with older elementary girls, and the two kids I meet with individually. There was a preteen/younger teen boy group but I came back one weekend and one of the boys had unexpectedly moved.

The other one is supposed to move in the next two weeks. My heart felt sad and even now I could cry thinking about it with the stark realization that I am going to miss them, and already have when they moved. His sweet voice that hasn’t yet changed. His face that has already seen too much but what else? I gave him a notebook and a colored pen to pick out. The older girls got one too. I am out of time right now.