With all the positive B.S. the staff was feeding me every evening, I was actually considering keeping him there after December. I can't believe I trusted these people. Too cowardly to tell me the truth about my disabled son, and now it's to the curb for us. I knew it was too good to be true. It's not worth fighting to stay there, but James loves that damn place. I don't know how he is going to handle this. I can already hear him crying.
We've already been through this last month when he had to leave Open Door Preschool. I'm tired of being asked to leave. Anyway, my current strategy is to find an FDC home for afternoon care or get a baby sitter for the weekends/afternoons, just enough to get 40 hours a week. My problem is only for four months. I just have to make it until December, and then James will be in the special needs program at McBeth. In the mean time I've made a dozen phone calls and e-mails, so I'll probably be able to duct-tape something together.
I'll have to give up on mainstreaming in the short term. Some of the older kids at Children's Courtyard don't like him. I've overheard the things they say about him. He'll never quite fit in. Makes me wonder what those kids will grow up to be. Probably bigots and jerks, but they'll probably learn how to smile while doing it.