I don't know what has gotten into you these days. Everything I say, you have a negative and sarcastic rebuttal for. You certainly don't 'sound' like a 9 year old! I don't know what to do to straighten you out. Lord, help me survive this kids childhood. Apparently your teacher took away 5 days of recess because you were a chatterbox at school yesterday and you can home complaining that everyone in your class hates you and that you want to be homeschooled.....hmmm.
The one cute thing you did this week was come home with a new piece of art - a picture of our puppy Bosco. It was very good! Equaling the highlight of my week :) I'm not sure if that's really really sad or a good thing.
And you my Jare, goodness. Your teachers just discovered (last Friday) that you've been off meds since December. Funny they didn't notice sooner! I guess the meds weren't working as well as we thought. Took them 3 months to figure it out. So glad I made the decision to take you off. Thank God for His confirmation that I am doing the right thing! I hated you having to take meds and poison your body. So we are going to handle your autism head on, day by day, drug-free. I'm happy about that!
Sunday night you hugged the lawnmower goodbye as Uncle Cecil was loading into his truck to borrow. Dont worry, your 'linemower' will be back soon, son. Today you brought me a new piece of art as well.... A picture you drew of the brown truck, the red truck and the blue truck! I think you like our trucks.
I love you my dirty nerdys <3
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