We had “one last IEP meeting” before taking our precious snowflake and vowing never to return to elementary school (um, next year, I mean… we’re not ditching the last month of school this year), except that things didn’t go quite the way we’d planned. And now, of course, I have to come up with a new plan, except that I’ve been dared to make peace with no plan for a little while.
As you might expect, this is making me completely mental. I mean, moreso than usual, even.
You can hear the gorey details today in my post over at Five Full Plates. I’ll just be over here, with no plan. Just being.
And maybe twitching ever so slightly.