Saturday, my husband went to check the mail and then returned with a look on his face that I can only describe by saying it look as though he was bracing himself for the wrath of delivering me bad news. In his hands was a 4 x 6 envelope from Washington International School. My heart jumped. After all, it wasn't a standard letter envelope containing a single sheet of paper-- that sort of mail is rejection for sure. As it turns out, Andrew was wait listed at WIS. That's not a horrible outcome-- at least they have accepted him, it seems they just don't have the space.
But I still feel as though I've lost some oxygen, the room I am in is shrinking. It's March and I have no idea where Andrew is going to continue his bilingual education. It appears I am now putting all my eggs in the Montgomery County School's lottery basket.
This wekk, I'll see if I can shake some trees there.
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