On of the things I dislike the most about having a special needs kids is the constant guilt that one has about not spending every minute of the day doing some sort of therapy. Nothing can just be just “for fun”. There is always more stuff to do, more stuff to try and things are so slow with Edda that sometimes, well, often I just throw my hands in the air. Since I’ve been working, I haven’t been in touch with her school, I don’t know what’s going on, I know I should call them more and figure out what they are working on, but I’m just lame.
I just want to whine a little! I’ll be all better tomorrow, I promise.
Jeremy is starting his real job tomorrow! Wish him luck!
(PS Donald, I love the little flash.)