Such a terrific feeling.
I wrapped up writing a play yesterday morning and handed over the script. I got the big vegetable garden planted with Lefty's help. We've sorted out Mr. T's school situation and gone through all the right channels and red tape and paperwork, reaching a decision we all feel happy about.
On the Mr. T front, the "outsourced" extended dyslexia tests came back showing him gifted with visual/spatial/logic abilities and struggling with memory, sequencing, and processing speed with specific problems identifying letters & numbers (yes, just like dyslexia!). The school's assessment aligned with the outsourced tests and Mr. T does not qualify for special services (the gap between IQ and achievement has to be a certain size before a child is labeled "learning disabled").
We ended the meeting without giving him a label, but agreeing to advance him to 4th grade with a 504 plan listing accommodations for his weaknesses. As of fall, Mr. T will have no more timed tests, the option of oral answers or using a scribe, math that arranged in a logical manner for him to complete, and reduced spelling/copying tests and exercises. In other words, we'll use authentic assessment to test his mastery of content. He won't be the last kid done anymore. He won't have scads of homework every night. He'll be able to understand math functions (we'll review 3rd grade math all summer). (cue wild cheering, confetti falling, champagne corks popping)
He's going into Mrs. D's classroom this fall--she works well with divergent thinkers. Mr. T is glad to stay with his class, even though he never said much, I know the thought of staying behind weighed on him. I'm confident with our plan and relieved that every single person involved in the process agreed to it without reservation.
I have so much peace of mind after all this accomplishment--now I see how stressed out and anxious I was. Having this all sorted out and off my back gives me new energy and the capacity to sleep through the night. Thank God!