Things You May Not Know About Homeschooling A Child With Dyslexia There are things you…
Well, I got the results back from Catfish’s 4 hour testing.
It was worse than I had expected.
Now, I mull over the results.
I eat cheese.
I cry more.
I drank a coke.
Then my sister called….and I cried more.
It isn’t really the dyslexia (okay, so that is a huge part of it).
It is all the other alphabetical letters he has because of the choices of his birthmom.
I just wasn’t as prepared for all of this.
I was hoping against all hopes that he would outgrow his labels.
Tomorrow I will be over it and I will find ways to help him.
Or, I could just stay under the covers and be very very quiet in hopes that the children don’t find me.