This will be the world's fastest post, just ebcause I am on a break. You can tell that because of the typos, huh?! My internet was going wacky on my lunch hour, much to my chagrin. [I love words like "chagrin" - I picture a cheshire cat grinning.]
I had Alesia's IEP meeting at school. I feel much better. We are going to try and get her a 504 plan, due to the auditory processing issues and executive functioning issues. The people I met with last year, who were so nice and so not helpful in the long run, are gone. Thanks be to God. These folks today might actually be able to help. Alesia's test results were all normal - the tests they administered to see if she was IEP eligible. Well duh. My kids not stupid y'all, she just needs a little extra help. Check her agenda on Fridays. Don't let her zone out in class and miss something important. I'm not asking the teachers to donate a kidney.
I told the new head of special ed the art teacher from last year should be fired. She looked at me meaningfully and said "We are looking into it." Great. Y'all finally got a clue.
I used to think Alesia's memory issues were fetal alcohol related. Now I am wondering if they have more to do with PTSD. As she progresses in therapy, I hear more tales that make me think PTSD plays a bigger part than I knew about. She also seems to just lately have fewer memory issues.
When I was feeling so yucko yesterday morning we watched the first episode of the John Adams series from HBO, which I was able to get from Netflix. Excellent program. Really got the kids interested. I paused it a few times to explain, but they were really intrigued with the story. The American Revolution is one of the most fascinating periods in history. The founding fathers changed the world. Most folks now have no idea of how dramatic it was, that revolution.
I think Paul Giamatti looks a little like Budha, but it's a minor distraction. I looked up the real John Adams, and what a shock, Giamatti looks a bit like him. Hmm. [side note: I always liked John Adams because he was a short guy who was argumentative and not great with money. I can so identify. LOL]
Michael forgot his language arts book and vocabulary words today. I am going to tell him, one more time and he will get a $10 fine. That will make him think. He hates to part with money. I was trying to get him to drink some Children's Motrin last night so he could sleep [he has a cold] and he refused, until I finally said "OK, drink up or it's a $20 fine!" He downed it like a shot glass of whiskey in the hand of a gunfighter in the old west, slapped it down on the bathroom counter, licked his lips, and cocked his head. "That was Good! How 'bout some more?!" He smiled slyly. Boy, you are a mess.
I will be going home and yanking the hemlock out of the ground. Thanks so much for the warning. It's a pretty plant, though. I looked it up and spent a few minutes reading about the death of Socrates to hemlock poisoning. Not something I want to duplicate, even accidentally.
