Changes in the air

around the ol' Comfy Couch Academy. After much consideration and consultation, we have decided that Ryan will be attending public school for the remainder of his education. He's not real happy with this decision (as in AT ALL), but neither is he happy when I grade his papers and make him correct them. So I have decided it is the best interest of our mother/son relationship if it also is not a teacher/student relationship.

Whereas I can correct papers for Jacob, Carly or Wesley and they just accept it and go do their corrections, Ryan insists on trying to engage me in an argument of why he is right and the grading books are wrong. Every stinkin' time. Frankly, I'm tired of it and the thought of having this daily battle for the next 8 or 9 years is more than I care to deal with.

I enrolled him today and will be meeting with the school officials Monday morning to see what grade he should be placed in and whether it will be in an emotionally handicapped class setting.

Hopefully, it will be good for him and he will be able to achieve there what he refuses to try to do at home.