Signed, Sealed, Delivered

After talking with some knowledgeable people and reading lots of blogs, state education websites, and Overcoming Dyslexia by Sally Shaywitz, M.D., I have decided sending the letter is the right thing to do.

As my hubby and I were signing it the other night, I said I was still nervous about it.  He said, "Honey, you've been writing this letter for the last 6 months.  I have full confidence in you.  Send it!"  Okay - point taken (had it really been 6 months?  yep, it had.)  My sister and my cousin encouraged me to get the ball rolling, too.  It was time.

And so, this morning, at the crack of 11:00, I loaded up my sickly crew (2 of the 3 have some sort of nasty cold - yuck!) and we trudged through the slushy snow and biting wind to the minivan.  We made the short drive to our local teeny tiny post office, rounded the block until a spot opened up (there are only 3 spots available), and led my 3 little ducks into the building.  Everything I read said to "make a paper trail," so I sent it Certified.

It was all so official, and I was feeling slightly important and accomplished...that is, until my boy got his Lightning McQueen snowboot stuck in the greeting card display.  Yep, his foot was stuck between the wall and the cards, he was hanging upside down, and one by one, cards were being flipped out of the display.  This is my life.  I love that boy, but it takes him 2.5 milliseconds to get into trouble.  How does he do that?

Until I get a call or receive some mail from the school, this is a waiting game.  I did my part.  That letter is signed, sealed, and about to be delivered.  The ball will be in their court in a day or two.  Something is going to happen.  Something good, I hope.  It's all kind of exciting!

Will keep you posted.