Dear Callen,
Today we had a really great day. On Monday you had a bad day. You came out of school in tears and your teacher said you were having trouble all day. It may have been because you were getting over a cold, or maybe you were just off. Either way your teacher felt that you weren’t progressing in a timely manner and suggested you may need more services. She recommend you attend a day or two more a week. This was a busy day at work with all the changes and your aunt had a doctors appointment and couldn’t pick you up. I left work in the middle of a meeting to pick you, dropped you off with a sitter, and had to run back to work. You were in hysterics leaving the school and weren’t much better when I left. You weren’t the only one upset. I felt that I had failed you, that your last of progress was the result of my parenting. I was almost in tears driving back to work. It has been bothering me for the last few days.
When I went to pick you up today I was worried about how your day went. The teachers bring each class out one by one and dismiss the children to their parents. Today you were the last one out, and I was sure it was because the teacher had to drag you down the hall in tears again. Instead you and her had the biggest smiles on your faces. You did great! I don’t think I’ve ever been more proud in my life, even if it just two hours of preschool. We’re still going to try to get you into an extra day there. I think it will be good for you.
You also managed to pee in toilet three times today, which is major progress. Hopefully this is the start of finally getting you out of those damn diapers. You’re a stubborn kid sometimes.
Tomorrow we go to look at daycares. There’s a lot of changes coming for us, but I know we can handle it. Things are heading in the right direction. Change is good, you’ll see.
Love,
Daddy