I know it’s irrational, but he isn’t an easy child to maintain. I fear he will get lost in the shuffle of things. But his teacher and the principal assured me, he will be fine. He is riding the Special Ed bus to and from school. Actually, I was quite surprised they are no longer user the smaller buses. Not that it matters, but no matter how old I get, I still can recall all the short bus jokes from childhood and I would hate to have Cameron be teased for what bus he rides.
Also, there are two assistants on the bus, which completely relieved my nerves. There are seat belts on this bus and they ensure he is properly handed over to one of his teachers once they reach the school.
He was strangely excited about waiting for the bus. I’m not sure where he has his knowledge of such an event, but clearly he was prepared for what was to come. He excitedly stood at the end of the driveway, edging closer and closer to the street as he waited. His uniform clean and backpack securely on his back. He was absolutely adorable.
It seems they send home a daily progress report… which I’m also relieved to see, so I will put them up on here. It’s as close to a daily progress report as I can promise. All reports from the school will be italicized.
Cameron had a good day except for during lunch. After he ate, he began throwing a fit. He was screaming and hitting me and Mrs. Karen. He did not want to sit down.
After we got back to the room, he laid down in the floor and hide under the chair until he calmed down. Then he was fine