Since I was a good girl and "rested" most of the day, I can go horse back riding tomorrrow? Right? WRONG!
As I picked up Pudd'n today, there was a little note in his cubby. They are going on a "field trip" to Tarjaye tomorrow. Ok, let's review this.
There are 9 autistic kids in his class:
2 are agressive
1 elopes (in layman's terms, the kid runs/sneaks off)
There is 1 teacher and 3 aides for all 9 kids. I think I'm going to take a shopping trip to Tarjaye tomorrow! I don't want any one distracted and not keeping an eye on MY kid. Pudd'n is a good boy, but all it takes is one good distraction and one fucking whacko and my kid disapears. Yeah, sick to think about, but I have to be one step ahead. A non verbal, compliant child is Micheal Jacks*n's dream come true.