I’m hurting, and my viral tonsillitis has added on a nasty sinus infection. I’m not feeling the blogging mood today .
I stumbled across this poem and had to share it. It is just in time for the spring season. It is the teacher’s view of an IEP. Many parents who have special needs and learning disabled children will fill their spring with at least 1 IEP meeting. I am facing 2-4. In my old town we had to have a regular IEP meeting around April and then, if needed, a transitional IEP around May. I hope my new town knows how to combine those because my babies are both due for a transitional IEP. And it is possible that with Austin’s grades and possible seizure disorder he may be requiring an IEP. Ouch…that could make 5!!! But could you imagine what a teacher has to go through!!!
Here is the poem in Dr. Seuss style
I do not like these IEPs
I do not like them, Jeeze Louise
We test, we check
We plan, we meet
But nothing ever seems complete.
Would you, could you
Like the form?
I do not like the form I see
Not page 1, not 2, not 3
A brand new box
I think we all
Have lost our rocks.
Could you all meet here or there?
We could not all meet here or there.
We cannot all fit anywhere.
Not in a room
Not in the hall
There seems to be no space at all.
Would you, could you meet again?
I cannot meet again next week
No lunch no prep
Please hear me speak.
No, not at dusk. No, not at dawn
At 4 pm I should be gone.
Could you hear while all speak out?
Would you write the words they spout?
I could not hear, I would not write
This does not need to be a fight.
Sign here, date there,
Mark this, check that
Beware the students ad-vo-cat(e).
You do not like them
So you say
Try again! Try again!
And you may.
If you will let me be,
I will try again
You will see.
I almost like these IEPs
I think I’ll write 6003.
And I will practice day and night
Until they say
“You got it right!”
I ran to the grocery store to get some last minute items. Most of it was for a Strawberry Swirl Cake I’m making for Easter. One of the items was cream cheese. When I got home and got the ingredients ready to make the cake I realized that the sour cream was missing. I searched in all the cupboards to see if it got put in the wrong spot. I checked the back of the van to see if it rolled out of the bag. Nothing. I even checked the bathroom to see if I set it down in there when I went to take my contacts out. Nope.
So I asked the girl if by chance they helped me put the groceries away. They are notorious for putting things in the wrong spot. Nope. Didn’t help me.
Matty finally had enough of watching me flit around the house searching for it. He decided it was time to step in and give me his advice.
“Mom did you check the lost and found!”
Why didn’t I think of that!?
BTW….I never did find it. I’m sure the checker set it aside to bag it and never did. She was checking and bagging so she was a little overwhelmed. I never noticed it either so I’m just as guilty. Kevin is going to stop by and grab me some. He is sooo good to me. I would hate me be now!
The Mother Hen over at The Hen House, tagged me for a meme.
- Write your own six word memoir.
- Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you like.
- Link to the person who tagged you in your post.
- Tag six more blogs with links.
- Don’t forget to leave a comment on the blogs you tagged inviting them to play along.
“Everyone loves me but my parents.”
Funny but true.
I was a good girl today. I didn’t overdue it. Promise. My supervisor even told me to tell my hubby that she was sending me off looking pretty good. She cracks me up. She is like my surrogate mother.
Matty did have a sinus infection. He was not happy about the doctor. Surprise, surprise. He is really improving with it though. He did everything that the nurse and doctor until the very end. The doctor wanted to look in his throat and he didn’t want to say “Aaaah.” So Doc H had to grab the tongue depressor.
As the doctor was writing out the prescription, I mentioned that the school was wanting an updated diagnosis on Matty. We always chuckle at that because fragile X isn’t going anywhere. He decided just to write a little statement on a prescription paper and see if that will make the powers that be happy. I got home and read what he wrote and realized my doctor isn’t up on the FXS lingo. He wrote that Matty has “a Fragile X Disorder with autistic features.” Ummm…not a disorder Doc but okay.
I bought Matthew a chicken strips kids meal from Sonic as an incentive to be nice to the doctor. When we got to the van I tried to give it to him. He actually refused it!! He tossed it back at me and told me, “NO!” I asked if he was thirsty. He told me, “huh, uh.” About halfway home he says, “I’m starving. Sonic is good.” I had to chuckle. I told him he had Sonic already but he didn’t want it. A couple of minutes later I looked back and he was chewing on his chicken strip. I asked him if he wanted his root beer and he still denied it. He didn’t drink it until we got home. He was so mad at me. I figured this probably wasn’t the time to tell him that he has a dentist appointment Monday afternoon.
Austin’s doctors appointment went okay too. They are going to work on getting him in for an EEG next week. He still seems to be okay with whatever happens.
I was telling my supervisor today that Lauren is the only “okay” one. So she will drop a bomb like she is knocked up or something. (I know Lauren is a virgin so it was totally a joke. Right Lauren!) Well, nothing that severe happened but she thinks she broke her thumb on the bus today. She had a slow girl get in her bubble and try to touch her feet. Those two things are huge no-no’s with Lauren. Lauren tried to maneuver away from girl by putting her hand out while she moved away and jammed her hand on the bus seat. We have her keeping an eye on it but we may need to take her to urgent care and get it X-rayed tomorrow.
Knock on wood that Rachel is okay. She hasn’t had health issues though. Her issues this week have been behavioral. I had her walk home from school on Monday so she could get ready for soccer. I had to go pick up Austin at school. I left Rachel a note on the kitchen table explaining what I was doing. It also said for her to get her soccer gear on, have a light snack and I should be home by then. I get home and she is nowhere in the house. I’m about to enter total freak out mode when she comes in the front door. It is 10 minutes to soccer practice and she still has her school clothes on. She got home, read the note, threw her stuff on her bed, and went up the cul-de-sac to her friends’ house. She is no longer allowed to walk to or from school for the rest of the year and she was grounded for this week. Her dad just found out so I have no clue what punishment she will have at his house. Then as if that wasn’t enough, I busted her taking peeks at my tv last night. When I called her on it she stamped her foot at me and walked off. She got sent to bed an hour early for being disrespectful and Kevin gave her a little talking to about her behavior.
I am just so ready for the weekend…or a trip to somewhere super warm and sunny.
I’m not going to do an FX Memories today. I don’t have the time or the focus today. But I promise I’ll resume the story next week. And y’all have a chance to catch up if you missed one
It’s crazy in our household today. This is the last day of school before spring break. Matthew and Rachel will be spending a lot of time with their other families starting today. Austin plans to spend a lot of time at his friends’ houses. Lauren will be gone the next few days to hang out with her cousins who are visiting from Arizona. Kevin and I managed to get rid of 4 children on one night…maybe two…without even trying. It amazes us how this happens.
We do have the sickies going around again. Kevin has a horrible head cold. I think Matt has it too but it turned into a sinus infection. Kevin was up all night with it. He is so miserable. Matt doesn’t have that problem. He can sleep through anything, even puking. TMI, huh. So Matt has a 1:45 appointment.
Then we have to turn around and take Austin at 5:15. Austin is handling the news of having possible seizures quite well. His response, “I told you guys my memory was going.” He is such a goof. The thing with Austin is that he will suppress his real feelings, to make things seem okay, so we don’t worry. It takes a lot of prying and questioning to get to the heart of what he is feeling.
I managed to make it to work today. I’m still sorta icky but I’m taking it real easy. I have a coworker taking the wires to the teller line, getting the mail, and picking up the packages. I avoided the stairs since Kevin yelled at me for taking them. He is probably right that I should continue to avoid them. I never realized just how much I walk around on this job. I don’t stay put for more than 30 minutes.
I have to pay other peoples bills now so I better get to it. Hope everyone is having a beautiful, sunny first day of spring!!