So, the hand-over of Marek to his new foster family was this Tuesday.
It’s been… different without him. Quieter, especially. We’re adjusting to life as it was before him.
As for myself, I seem to be taking it fairly well. Stella seems to be, too, though I don’t know how much of that is “public face”.
She spent a lot of time with Amy in the past couple of days, partly to make up for how little time she had for Amy previously; Amy was at home for Wednesday until Friday. On Wednesday, they went to the deer park together.
In unrelated Amy news, she got accepted to preschool, where she’ll start in August.
I was a bit surprised that the note said that “for your child, attendance at remedial language courses will be mandatory, three days a week”. (I don’t remember the exact wording, but something to that effect.)
I wonder what they based that requirement on: the fact that I speak English? (Does that make her “a child with a background of migration”?) Or that she speaks fairly softly? Stella asked around a bit whether others thought Amy spoke unclearly but, as I gather, nobody thought she had a problem in that regard. (Though my father once said he has difficulty understanding her.)
Eh, we’ll find out soon enough what it is, and whether they still think she needs it after she’s been there a couple of times.