Peanut's First Day of School

Since Peanut celebrated his third birthday last week, he is no longer eligible for Early Intervention. This means he goes to school now to receive his therapies and so forth. We had an IEP meeting (Individual Education Plan) and it was decided that Peanut would go to pre-school 4 mornings a week and receive Speech, Occupational and Physical therapies. The classroom that he is in is especially for kids with speech problems. We visited the classroom and Peanut had a wonderful time. Our biggest concern was that he would have an hour bus ride home from school. So yesterday was the big day, Peanut was nearly beside himself with excitement and couldn't wait to get his back-pack on. Filbert got to drive him on his first day, because I took him for the visit. I'm still not sure that was quite fair. Then I just had to wait for the bus to bring him home. The bus was scheduled to drop him off at 12:07. I had my coat on and was waiting by 11:55. At 12:17, I called the school to find out where my baby was, and as soon as I was put on hold I saw the bus coming up the street. I ran down to driveway to meet it, but it drove right past. I ran after it for about a 1/2 block but then I could see it turning a corner, so I turned around to head it off at the next block. I flagged the bus down and found that the driver had been given bad directions. Peanut was sound asleep so he did not see the crazy lady chasing a bus down the street, but I'm afraid most of my neighbors did and I've been trying so hard to keep the crazy in the house.

True Confessions, Part II

I don't have a notebook.

Now you all are thinking this is not a big deal, but when you become the parent of a child with special needs, you soon learn that notebooks are *huge* deals. Just about every other special needs parent I've met has a notebook, most of them have multiple notebooks. At Joni and Friends Family Retreat this summer, the other women talked reverently about their notebooks and how time and time again, their notebook has been instrumental in saving the very life of their child (I might be exaggerating a bit.) They told me I've got to get a notebook. They keep test results, schedules, all sorts of important stuff in their notebooks. I need one for medical stuff, one for education, one for nutrition, etc. I was talking about this to Filbert the other day and he reminded me that we do have a file for Peanut, but there's not much in it. Really, we mostly just have piles. (Remember, I am a Messie.) I have a plastic business card holder that has holes in it so I could put it in a notebook, if I had one, but, actually most of the cards are outdated and for doctors and therapists we don't actually see anymore. It's kind of a problem, because tomorrow morning I have a speech therapist and a nutritionist coming at the same time, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it. I should go get a notebook, but I'd probably just lose it.