


We had a very busy day today. We rushed out the door at 6:45am to take Daddy to work and head across town to ABA. Got out of ABA at 10, home at 10:40, packed his big backpack and ran outside to wait for the bus at 11. He didn't get home until after 3 this afternoon and he was exhausted.
I'm assuming that he had a good day because I didn't get a call from his teacher. But since he can't tell me how his day went, I have no clue. His bus aide said that he spit the whole way home, which doesn't surprise me, considering how tired he was.
Hopefully the week continues without any problems.