This is the first year in the history of being Gabe's mom that I am not stressed. Thank god. School is just one of those things, that every year, no matter how well laid the plans are, we seem to get off track. Not this year. As you all know, Gabriel is at a private therapeutic day school that caters to children of various abilities. Which means that this year, I don't have to worry about accommodations or IEPs. I can worry about other things (ha!), like anger management, frustration tolerance, and social skills. And know that this school, is teaching those things too. Yay!
Gabe came home the first day covered in something green -- all over his shirt sleeves and up onto his chest. His nails were caked in something white like clay, and he was grinning ear to ear. Why? It was a sience experiment about making the color green. Then, he quickly announced that he was taking Baking Class! But, just so you know, they don't start cooking until next week. I mean, after all, this is the first week of school.
I also got Gabe back into private speech therapy -- definitely a draw back of his private school is no therapy offerings. His private speech therapist, (shameless plug), Liz Chapdelaine is amazing. I can't wait to get him going with some heavy duty speech again.

