November 17, 2016
Dear Callen,
I haven’t written to you in a while, and I’m sorry about that. It has been a hectic last few months. In October Daddy was promoted at work and took on new responsibilities and an increased role. This was great as it has allowed me to move from a second shift schedule to normal day schedule. It also allowed me to stop working on weekends and possibly get a social life back at some point.
I also thought it would be great for you as it gave me the ability to put you into a daycare center so you could be around kids your age instead of shuttling you around between family members. It also meant having a normal bedtime routine instead of just falling asleep in the car. Your grandmother, your aunts, and your uncle have been amazing the last few years helping us out. We owe them so much, but you needed a better situation. This finally gave us the opportunity to make that happen.
It hasn’t exactly worked out how I would hoped. From your first week there has been issues at daycare. You were hitting kids, biting, and causing a commotion. At first we figured it was just a matter of adjusting to a new routine. As time passed things only seemed to get worse. While the people at the center was very understanding and tried to make it work, they simply were not equipped to handle someone with your needs. Last week they told me that due to your behavior they could no longer care for you. I recently had a conference with your teachers at school and you are exhibiting the same type of behavior.
There has been many nights over the past few weeks where I’ve been close to tears trying to fix this. No matter how many times we talk about being a good boy, the behavior continues. We’re going to go see your doctor and see if you need more assistance.
Today was your last day at daycare. I don’t know where we go from here and I’m a little scared. I’m going to work from home for a few days and Grammy is going to help out next week. After Thanksgiving we’re going to have to find a solution. Even if we still don’t know what that is I know we’ll figure something out. We always do.
Love,
Daddy