Tomorrow we have the "pleasure" of attending and IEP meeting for Tobey Jude, at the ripe age of 5 his future rests on one decision, life skills or regular kindergarten. We have gone back and forth on this for weeks. We have talked to friends that have done this before, teachers in special ed, teachers not in special ed, parents, Doctors and anyone who would listen at church. All of this to come to the conclusion that there is no right answer for this. Very irritating!!!
With heavy hearts we have decided that Tobey will go into life skills. As of tomorrow he is on the track to never get a diploma....heartbreaking. We came to the decision knowing that he may never talk(he is trying though) and if he has a seizure, he will be in a safer situation with people that are trained. Even typing this is hard, seeing it in print. But I feel we have made the best decision for Tobey that we could and that is what's important. His dreams are not our dreams and that's ok.
Now on to something a little less heavy......
We are sooooo excited about February, for one tax check!!!!!!! I knew there was a reason to have kids, haha! And we are finally getting new furniture, which we have wanted for a year and a half since the fire! I can hardly wait until we have enough seating for the whole crew. We started a family movie/game night and that is not easy when you don't have enough seating, we have to do everything in shifts and it just gets confusing. Usually someone says they didn't get their turn when they did, you know how kids are.
We are also excited about celebrating Valentine's day, usually we just have flowers delivered to the girls at school, but it's on Sunday this year. So, we are going to take the kids bowling. So that will be fun, I hope! Lately, I want everything to be an experience for the kids. Last Christmas Eve after church we all wrote letters to Santa telling him what they were thankful for this year, not what they wanted. The kids then helped Eddie make cookies, cut up carrots and hang up stockings. Then when the kids were in their new pajamas that they got from Bernie the head elf, Eddie read the Christmas Story. Now I know this all sounds a little Norman Rockwell, I have blocked out the bad part where Tobey knocked down the tree or the kittens kept activating a car. Just hold on to the good memories, that's our motto.
Well that's all for today, dear readers, (I stole that from Stephen King)!
This is a poem that I recieved from school and the main part goes like this:
ReplyDeleteAnd a woman who held up a babe against her boosm said, Speak to us of Children, and she said:
Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of Life longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thougths.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to mkae them like you....
.....Let your bending in the archers hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran
The Prophet (1923)