two things, appalling and amusing

My little Paris Hilton and Friends ponies. Seriously, actual toys! Considered for girls four to eight! Good god.

God of Indigent Plot Bunnies and their Enablers. I've had a few visits from these two myself.

(both links brought to you by machineplay, who is awesome and win and I luff her, you know. <3)

could be so strange

I've been married seven years today.

How odd. It doesn't really seem like that long - and it seems like much longer, at the same time.

(yes, this icon is us on our wedding day. i'm the one with less hair. tallin's hair is much nicer than mine and I am mad envious.)

(odefin tutuola voice) mom's mad

Dug out the kid's old progress reports.

In preschool, he was using a tactile schedule with five actual objects; it was reasonably effective.

In kindergarten, he's using a raised-image schedule with two, despite the fact that this doesn't, you know, seem to be working.

The SLP's excuse for why she's using raised line images instead of signs?

"Oh, well, the signs are so abstract..."

School emailed me again, bitching about the shoes. I sent them a polite and snippy letter saying that he was having no problems taking the shoes off at home, that we were under the impression that they wanted shoes he would keep ON at school and well, if they want him to keep them on we have to find ones that he'll do that with, and anyway why don't they just teach him how to put them on, isn't that kind of a valuable skill that he might need?

Nothing back yet. Am calling IEP meeting. So pissed off. So, so pissed off. Oh yes.

twits

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