The New Adventures of Old Leo

Slowly but surely, the Old Leo seems to be returning. He’s been much less cranky this week (knock on wood!). There’s been more agreement and less haggling, and he’s been joining us at the dinner table without a fuss.

Of course, getting both hooligans into their car seats after daycare at the end of what’s been a long day for all of us continues to be the bane of my existence. Seriously, all I want to do is go home and all they want to do is dance around in the back of the mini van. I know, I am so not the Fun Mom.

Last week, in the thick of Leo’s mood, I asked his teacher if the school had access to a behavior specialist, someone who could help us figure out how to manage Leo’s frustration (and ours). Yesterday there was a form in Leo’s backpack requesting my signature so that I could “consult” with the behavior person. For some reason this made me nervous—I didn’t want there to be some official notation in Leo’s file that he’s some kind of a behavior case. A scarlet “B” if you will.

Leo’s service coordinator responded to an email I sent asking about the form, assuring me it’s just a formality and will merely give this person permission to evaluate Leo. So...I guess we'll be moving forward with that. In other news, the service coordinator wants to schedule Leo’s annual review next month.

Gulp.

Apropos of nothing, can you believe this guy ever gives anyone a hard time?