November 18, 2010 by Marj Hatzell
Bugaboo’s IEP went off without a hitch. I even got to stay at his school and observe for a while.
MY KID IS ASKING TO GO TO THE BATHROOM.
My kid is riding a scooter and ROLLER SKATING.
My kid is getting off the bus, walking into his classroom, hanging up his things (Sometimes) and following his schedule independently.
This is the same kid who perfected the art of the “flop and drop” in the middle of Tarzhay’s parking lot. Not any more. This is also the same kid who would run around, climb under tables and eat other people’s food at a pizza joint. Now? NOT MY KID!
I can’t begin to tell you how pleased we are. He has a long, long road ahead of him. He is going to have to work VERY HARD. But he has come so far. He can tell us (show us) what he needs. He can function in our family. He smiles, laughs and loves.
It’s all a matter of perspective, see. And when we have those crappy, doubtful days we have to remember that he is starting to vocalize (MORE! TICKLE!) and that he plays with toys and hasn’t run away in months (SHHHHH!!!).
It’s awesome, yo.
Now, if only we could keep him from drinking out of the toilet. Yes, yes he does. Aren’t you glad I told you?