Forms

Today was a crazy day.  I spent the whole day running back and forth around town, filling out forms and filing taxes.  I ran errands for the shop, got Tessie to ballet on time, and remembered to pick up something for dinner.   It all got done, but I'm exhausted.   One of the highlights of the day was filling out a giant stack of forms for the school system (sense the sarcasm here.)

Christian is transitioning out of the early intervention program he has been a part of since we brought him home from the hospital, and will be continuing his therapies through the public school system.  This transition is filled with a lot of anxiety and a little fear for me, since it will be such a big change, and will most likely mean a reduction in the amount of services he will be receiving.  The forms today didn't help much, and at times they were downright tedious.  Often the questions were intended for much older children, and I wasn't sure how to answer them.  I did find a little silver lining in all the bureaucracy, however.

There was a section that asked about Christian's strengths and weaknesses, and I talked about how smart and imaginative he is, as well as how he struggles with frustration.  One of the questions asked "Has your child expressed what job they would like to have as an adult?  Does your child have skills already that will help them in a job for the future?"  I laughed out loud.  This was definitely one of the questions geared towards an older child.  But I knew the answer, and I filled it in.  "He wants to be a superhero."  Let them think I'm silly, but it's true.  And I think he will make the most beautiful superhero ever.