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James became my full time job even though I was working full time, married full time and mom to a 10 year old daughter full time. Our town didn't really have any viable programs for my little man so my home became therapy zone. The one special ed preschool in the school district for kids like James told me that they wouldn't take him without a 1:1 aide. Fine, they got one. James wasn't allowed off the bus until the aide arrived and she was often late so my little man would remain on the bus screaming because he could see the other kids inside. I would get frantic calls, "Ah, Mrs K? We can't find James. Did you send him to school?" I was panicked and furious at the same time. How can you lose a child who has a 1:1 aide? The classroom he was in happened to be on the same campus as his sisters school. They would find him running to her classroom and if he made it that far, under her desk. James didn't stay in that program after they lost him the 2nd time. Diagnosis or not, losing a 3 year old child is never a good thing!
Ah, the good old days! I remember them. Boy do I need some chocolate now!!!!!!