So while I’ve been quiet, we’ve been gearing up for the kids’ summertime activities. Both R and the Monster are going to camp for at least part of the summer (the Monster does have school in July, while R’ll be there the whole time), and last night was the camp orientation. Continue reading
Another three-hundred sixty five days… and the Monster’s at his last birthday where he’s single-digits.
I see him every day – it’s hard to see how much really’s changed between last year and this… and then I go back to read last year’s entry and it’s more apparent. Continue reading
I keep meaning to post about what’s going on politically, and frankly… it keeps sapping my will to post. So let’s go with something a lot more happy – the Monster had a field trip today from his Hebrew school, and I got voluntold to chaperone.
And afterwards, I’m not regretting it one bit. Continue reading
The Monster’s last day at Middle Rockers, 2016-17 season
Ordinarily, I handle getting the Monster to his school bus anyway, and then leave straight for work. The point of this being, if his school bus is late or doesn’t show, I can then run him to school before it starts without my wife being made to run a huge loop to drop both kids off. While she’s on Injured Reserve, this responsibility still lands square in my lap.
So of course, today being his first day back at school after spring break, the bus didn’t come. Continue reading
Like every school child, the Monster has homework most nights of the week.
I’m not sure I remember what homework was like for me when I was a second grader. I wasn’t a typical student, but from what I can remember from second grade, it mostly involved working on book reports, basic addition and subtraction, things like that.
The Monster, with his IEP, works on a lot different things than I recall. Continue reading
The Monster’s IEP is full of all kinds of things that he’ll need for later in life. He’s learning to read and write, and to do basic math. This week, they’re working on identifying coins in class, and in the past, they’ve done some units on other bits of social studies. But… the IEP also misses some things that he needs for later in life.
We had a few sessions at KKI of out-patient OT to get him working on some of his life skills – brushing his teeth (he does that so-so), tying his shoes (getting there slowly) and the like. And that’s also very important because, barring our getting him velcro shoes for the rest of his life or not worrying about his teeth…
And then there’re some of the simple things that are ‘normal’ things to learn. Continue reading
This year was our fifth time through the IEP process… and it actually does get easier, when your child’s in the right placement.
I know that’s not something you usually hear a parent say, but the proof is in the pudding. Going into our third year in the non-public placement, we’re finally seeing the Monster starting to make good progress against the prior year’s IEP goals. Continue reading
Last week, I had the opportunity to go to MANSEF Advocacy Day in Annapolis, the first time I’ve ever availed myself of the opportunity.
MANSEF – the Maryland Association of Nonpublic Special Education Facilities – is the umbrella group for schools like the Monster’s, private schools that take students from the public school system who need more resources than the schools themselves can provide. (This is a key distinction that I constantly have to emphasize when I’m at various meetings. Yes, it’s a private school… but the city schools pay the tuition to send the Monster there, and he’s still legally a city school student.) Nonpublic special education facilities help the public education system fulfill their FAPE obligations under IDEA. Continue reading
I figured that everyone could use something less controversial than the big news of the day that’s doubtless dominating everyone’s Twitter and Facebook feeds today.
Curling. Specifically, with the kids.
It’s actually been a while since I talked about taking both R and the Monster curling, so I thought that I’d give everyone an update as to how our little adventure into athletic endeavors is going. Continue reading
When I was seven, my family moved from one town to another, at least partially to move us to a better school district. It’s not that strange in America really – the idea that consumers can vote with their feet, and if they think the schools in the neighboring school district (or, indeed, in a neighboring or non-neighboring state) are better, you can sell your house and move.
It’s not so easy when you’re a parent of a child with special-needs who has an IEP. Continue reading