Baz has the awesome transitional-kindergarten teacher. She's amazing. Part of what she teaches are meditation principles: ocean breaths, roller-coaster breaths, star breaths. I know you can laugh and say, Jesus, Berkeley. I do and yet I don't. It's what I want him to learn.
That doesn't mean he'll always be in the Berkeley school system. I don't want to live here forever. But I do like the schools -- and the enrichment. He's got two dance classes, music, gardening, library. Virtual schooling can be a pain in the ass, but at least I get to see what he does up close and personal.
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