May 28, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
I just found out, five minutes ago, that the school district may have dropped the ball in getting Bugaboo’s referral out to the private school of our choice. Which means it is very likely that he won’t get in there and will be placed on a waiting list. Which means he’ll have to go to the crappy public program until he gets into the private school. Which means I’m going to scratch someone’s eyes out.
Do not cross Momma Bear. DO. NOT.