Kids are amazing

I am amazed at how flexable kids can be... well... my kids. Yesterday I freaked out on behalf of my kids. I thought..... I worried..... I freaked..... then I resolved that my decision was the best for everyone..... I just needed to know that they were cool with it.

Yesterday I had a meeting with my son's teacher. Turns out his special needs class will be changing schools next year. The school he will be attending meets at the exact same time as my twin's school just a few miles away. It didn't hit me until our progress meeting was nearly over that there would be a timing conflict. See.... I have a beef with busses. Well... not the busses themselves.

I have a beef with the drivers. Every year I hear on the news that some bus load of kids were taken for a "ride". Or... that some child was abused by the bus driver. Typically the kids "picked on" are the special needs kids. I refuse to put my son in that type of "danger" even if the odds are soooo slight.

The bus that my son would have been on if I chose to have him bussed to school has some issues. The driver likes to feed the kids cheetoes in the morning. You might ask "what's so wrong with cheetoes?" 1st and mainly: I did NOT give this woman permission to give my son anything to eat. 2nd: Cheetoes have monosodium glutimate in them - MAJOR stimulus that we NEVER feed our kids. 3rd: My son had a severe problem digesting dairy protein only a few years ago (his intestine would bleed). How is this woman supposed to know that what SHE chooses to feed the kids won't land the child in the hospital. The only reason I found this out is because I drive my son to school and talk with his teacher. The teacher and the aids have a real beef with this one driver as well as a couple of other drivers. Some of these kids are so fragile. The drivers (and their bus aids) only have the kids for a very short time - not enough to really get to know these kids (they often times have mod to severe speech problems).......

Ok... I need to stop there. I will never finish this post if I don't.

Anyway..... Since I won't let my son take the bus to school I have to drive him. I won't let my twins walk to / from school because there is a registererd child sex offender that lives on the path between our house and the school. (Have you figured out that I worry a lot). So here we are at the cross road where I need to drive both sets of kids to their individual schools at the exact same time. Last time I checked I don't have a Tardis so the conclusion I came up with is to move my twins to my son's new school. It is a regular elementary school with the spec. needs program added on.

Yesterday I mentioned this issue to the twins and I expected friction... What did I get instead? "Sure mom". We drove over to the school so they could see it and the playground. They got so excited. I'm thinking about all the reasons why I would freak out and all they see is a new school with a pretty playground.

I LOVE MY KIDS!!!!