Welcome to the New Year! As we start back after a nice winter break, I’m doing my annual analysis of what’s working for us this school year and what’s not. I figured I might as well share it here.
I read a post from a friend today and something clicked – the missing pieces from my last post on how inclusion is inconvenient. Rather than try to edit or add to that one, I decided to simply write
We both looked at each other. He spoke first, “it’s a good thing he’s not in public school.” I nodded, relieved that we had gotten to the point that public school wasn’t even an option anymore. “He couldn’t handle
She paused mid-scene: an elaborately constructed tea set for toys, and announced “school is boring. I want to play with my unicorn and draw and go outside and on the swing.” My heart sank. My sweet little girl, the
My oldest is pining after a marble track he saw at a local toy store. It’s infinitely better than any marble track he already owns, which is a considerable amount after the last few years of Christmas and birthday gifts.