Well, I spoke with the program director and she set up a meeting on Tuesday with all his teachers. This way we will be on the same page.
I spoke to difficult child over the weekend and he refuses to use the things we have in place. He won't use the computer because he said other kids will say things to him.
He had to write a poem over the weekend. "I am about..."
He spent a lot of time and thought on this. Then he asked me to read it. It almost made me cry. It was so beautiful. How he found the words for what he wrote is beyond me. Several things in his poem are about things we do. I had no idea those things made that big of an impact on his life. I guess we are creating memories.
One thing inparticular he wrote about was school. That was one of the verses. The end of that verse was about tears running down his face and his brother leaving him.(when he went to college difficult child was 6) I remember him crying when he hugged easy child good bye. I didn't know how much that was thought about. It was a beautiful poem.
I hold my breath he has a good day today and does his work, and follows the rules. School gets out at 3:53 and he must be at the baseball field at 4:15 for a double header. I don't like those days. We won't get home until after 10pm.
I will see what the outcome of the meeting will be. Frankly I don't know what to say. He refuses to use the accomadations we put into place. That is his choice, and he will be responsible for the work.
