Today as we were going to school I asked Eleanor to tell me something she was going to work on today. She told me to go first. I said that this morning I'd be doing something that I knew was going to go slower than I wanted, probably not work out how I hoped and would make me feel a little out of control. I told her I'd need help with not getting mad. She said "so you're going to need some self control." I'm really thankful we had that conversation this morning because in the midst of a really strange, long, frustrating morning of volunteering, whenever I thought of Ellie telling me I'd need some self control, I had to smile.