Apparently it's been longer than I thought since I last wrote.

In my last post, Colt was about to start summer camp. Let's just say that it wasn't the nice quiet break I had been hoping for. Colt had a very rough time adjusting to camp. There wasn't a week that went by where he attended all of the scheduled days for the full time. I was constantly on edge waiting for the school to call and ask me to pick him up.

And when Colt started summer school I was a nervous wreck. But it actually seemed to make his time in the afternoon at camp better. Even though they were trying to accommodate him, eventually they asked that he not attend. They felt he was too smart for the reading program and that he was bored.

At the same time, I started taking Colt once a week to occupational therapy. They completed an initial evaluation and thought he could use help following directions. Which seemed to fit exactly what the school had been telling me. The sessions were hard for him and me both. Usually he was not in the mood having just spent all day at camp, now being asked to again follow all the directions in a building full of toys was not easy for him.

But summer flew by and soon it was time for school to start. I paused OT sessions until I could determine how school was going to go. At first, it seemed like Colt was doing OK at school, the only complaint coming from his bus driver. I met with his principal who encouraged me to start evaluations through the school to see if he qualified for any special services.

The first month of school seemed OK until suddenly I was told Colt was no longer allowed to ride the bus. Mike and I were able to make it work, albeit it was not super convenient. The next week, I was surprised to learn that Colt had earned Student of the Month.

Colt's school work wasn't always complete, but I did notice that he had an aid helping him. He also had homework that was occasionally a battle to get him to complete, but it was all pretty easy for him. His first standardized test did not reflect what I felt he was capable of.

The week after he earned Student of the Month, Colt had a rough Tuesday. He didn't want to come back to class after recess. He eventually threw a fit and hid in the bathroom. I was called to come pick him up because anything the behaviorist had asked him to do, he was being very defiant against doing.

When I met with the staff to pick him up, I felt like they were treating him as if he was incapable of understanding what had happened and what was being said to him. I pointed out that he was very upset, and that he was a very bright kid. His test scores from the year prior should have been an indication. Nonetheless, they suspended him from school the next day.

Thankfully, Thursday was an early release day, and everything seemed to go well. Friday however, was a bit more difficult. The school was having a planned evacuation drill and they were worried about Colt participating. They were concerned that he'd run away and potentially get hurt. The email I received again made it sound like Colt was so incapable of following directions that he'd run right out into traffic.

I swallowed any anger and decided to bring Colt to school late that day. We were able to go out for breakfast and enjoy the morning.

And now it's Sunday night, and I'm worried about how tomorrow is going to go. But I keep telling myself to just take it one day at a time. And just start each day new and hope for the best.

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