Splat Goes Life.

Like when you go to a Summer Resources night for parents of kids with Special Needs, and have a moment with the Special Ed director- who seems to have different information than I do. She mentioned that Jack had a really challenging time when a male Sub came in for the Intervention Specialist. Now, the IS doesn't tell me about every little thing that happens (unlike last year, when the teacher actually counted every single time Jack said a rude phrase to her- whatever it was, it was like 26 times). I get bits and pieces some days, more details other days.. then the behavior chart at the end of the week. (Which isn't nearly as interesting as the actual detailed account of every little thing he's doing, every day- I've seen that once, and boy was it enlightening!!). So I didn't know that Jack said something rude about the sub never coming back. In front of every one. In fact, my understanding was that Jack liked not having the usual IS there, and the IS herself ...

Not really.. but my mom would have if she were me, and I were my son. One of the neighborhood moms came by the other day to basically say she was glad I finally "let Jack out". She says half-jokingly that I should have done that 4 years ago, so the boys could get to know each other. The trouble is (partly) that I don't necessarily care for how boys play these day. I'm not into the roughhousing, the toy guns, etc. "Boys will be boys", but maybe I don't want my boy to be just like everyone else? In any case, he's out and quite enjoying himself. Pretty much. She did say that there was an incident one day, where he got tired of them playing the song "Happy" over and over again. He took off his watch, threw it (can't remember if he threw it at them or down to the ground), called them a bunch of losers and said they were all going to "burn in hell". Needless to say, I'm not overly thrilled. She did tell him that he was mor...

My dear.. my darling.. my little angel. Um, not so much. Not today. Not in front of a gym full of kids trying to pay attention to their guest- an author of children's books. This was the day when my son decided to pitch a fit about being asked to put his water away. We were last at the psychiatrist's office about a month ago. I was fine with leaving Jack on 40mg of Elavil, but since his blood levels were "low", she wanted to try him at the next dose. Not a small jump up, mind you. No, we went from 40 to 75. We had blood work done a week later, but I'm not sure what the results were. Really, I was afraid to call her and say "gee, this really isn't doing jack sh*t", and for her to bump it up much higher in return. (So where would this leave us after summer break? He'd need to be on a higher dose by then!) His Intervention Specialist has made it clear that while Jack has had no further incidents including physical aggression (which means actua...