When we sent Riley off to school this morning it didn't look good. She was scared about her speech, and not in a good mood overall. I wasn't sure if she'd stick around to give the speech or go careening out of the room to hide in the sensory room down the hall.
After I dropped her off I didn't hear a thing all day. It was torture!
At 2PM I picked up Seth on one side of the building, and then we swung around to meet Riley and HT on the other side. There she was in the parking lot, holding her hands together to keep her tic in check. The arm tic means she's happy.
Seth said, "She's not crying so it must have gone all right."
When I got up to her she looked in my eyes but didn't spill it.
"Well?" I asked. "Did you give your speech?"
She smiled big.
We high fived, both hands.
"And what happened?" I asked.
"I get to be the back up," she grinned.
Six candidates. She came in third. She technically isn't in student council, but she wasn't kicked to the curb. If one of the two elected candidates does something un student counsel worthy or decides to quit, she'll be up for election. 'Til then we don't have to do a thing. Best of both worlds if you ask me.
SHE RAN FOR STUDENT COUNCIL AND GAVE A SPEECH IN FRONT OF HER CLASS.
I'm over the moon proud.