Tomorrow we'll have our third IEP meeting. Jer can't make it, so it'll be little old me, my friend (and Connor's Deaf mentor/respite care worker) and however many people the school has decided to bring this time. I'm sort of nervous about it. Wish us luck.
As an aside note (since apparently I can't make even one post this week without mentioning poop) guess what Connor managed to get all over his hearing aids today?
How? Don't even ask.