decisions were made...

Okay so I finally got a letter from the school district about Deshawns placement. He will be going to a small group kindergarten in the next city over. But as happy as I am about that I am really upset with the school and district still. Yes I got my answers but the way the decision making process goes I was supposed to have a say in the decision and not once was I contacted or asked what my opinion was. Plus he had some IQ test and other testing done in April and I still have not seen any results from that yet. I just feel like they dropped the ball on this one and I am not happy. But I am happy that he will be going to the small group kindergarten. I think I will try to get ahold of someone at the district and see if I can get those results.

When I adopted Deshawn I told myself I will do everything in my power to provide whatever he needed. Even though his bio mom doesn't know what is happening in his life it is important to me that I provide the best I can for all of his needs so maybe one day if she ever meets him she will know that I did everything in my power for him. So she knows how much I appreciate the wonderful gift she gave me.

As far as everything else goes we are doing well. Yesterday was a little interesting though. I had an aunt and uncle visiting yesterday and while we were visiting Parker came in the house screaming and crying and he was in his birthday suit. I at first was like where are your clothes and why are you screaming? Finally he was able to tell me that deshawn had poured gas all over him. I was freaking out. I ran him to the bath tub and started dumping soap all over him and the whole time he was screaming that he was burning. So I scrubbed harder and faster and finally he was fine. My house smelled like gas for a few hour but we survived. I am still trying to figure out what the hell Dee was thinking when he was putting gas all over his brothers body.

Seriously people should I start picking out a room at the looney bin now?