This year I am very happy with the school system. Last year I had a rant about the bully system that was in place. Policies have changed this year, thank goodness, but the reason I am very happy with them this year is all about Small.
I knew there was a problem. He didn't seem to be progressing like his brothers. But everyone tells you that you shouldn't compare. However, it just seemed like there was a problem. I got a call from the school at the end of last year, asking if they could do some tests to see if Small had a learning disorder, they too had seen a problem. I gave my permission, and at the start of this year they did their testing.
I went into the meeting super nervous, fearing the worse (we want your kid on meds). And started crying when the psychologist told me every thing I already knew, and that it isn't something that can't be worked on in a traditional school setting. I was so relieved that the tears just flowed out. Turns out Small has a low working memory. But he is of high intelligence. His recall just isn't there. They believe that with an extra 1 hour of special help, in class para help, and a break time when he starts to give up he will be back where he needs to be before the end of the school year. He will need to be taught "skills" to work around the lack of working memory (and I asked if I needed to feed him more fish in my nervous state) and he should flourish. All the teachers, principal and councilors at the meeting had nothing but high praise for Small. Which is always great to hear.
Our deck looks like a freakin' bunker. All the decking was removed, and just the structure has remained. Now Husband has dug a shallow trench around it and has walled up the three sides with 100 year old bridge planks. It comes about waist high right now.
He asked me where I want the gun slots.
Missy, the pig, has discovered that she can move her tractor around on her own. She seems content roaming around the yard to fresh greens (as it has been raining like Spring lately). She has also discovered that if she digs a small hole under her tractor that the chickens will come for a visit. Luckily the remaining birds have caught on to her tricks.
The business venture has come to a standstill as of right now. Waiting on my partner's equipment list. His is much more involved than mine. And I have been making inquiries into the buildings in town. Some people want outrageous amounts that I highly doubt they will get. And I have been talking with the city, they really want us in town, that too is always nice to hear.