F.R.E.D.

Stepping up.

Monday, I had a meeting with my boy's teachers and aids, professionals etc. We talked of the future of my boy moving on to the middle school or ESD services. We checked out the class at the middle school and it was definitely too advanced for him. The ESD was a step back, being that there weren't any communicating kids in the class. Even the professionals said he didn't fit in either class. However, do to the safety issues my boy had, the ESD was the only real choice. I guess if I think of the class as the baby sitters, perhaps he can learn stuff at home? "He's a tweener," They said. So, it has been a sad week for me. I sometimes wish I could just load the information directly into his head! But, I can't. There is no easy fix. This is for the next years class. I will get over my depression. This is what needs fixing. Oh, I will love him forever the way he is and will be. I can't ever forget to show this...