Today was the Open House for the local Catholic elementary school where I went from Prek-6th grade. The principal who was my principal is still there and it is less than 2 blocks from my house. I had signed Landon up in early September and told the Mrs. Polcaro that he was getting speech and OT, which was true at that time, actually hadn't started OT yet. They have a 3 year olds room there with 14 kids and 2 teachers.
I did not sign up for the Open House today, since I don't think Landon is ready for a typical preschool... yet. I hold onto the word yet, because in my prayers, I am hoping he can get there; he can be a part of that school and that dream I have for him. It especially broke my heart because my good friend, the psychologist in my building, signed his son up, and went today. He lives in a more affluent suburb at least 20 minutes from here and is sending his son there. He is not religious and has no real ties to this place that means an awful lot to me. I couldn't ask him about it today. I just can't yet. I am hoping for a SCIS for next year, then the year after, to go to a typical preschool. I know God is on my side, but it's just hard to face. Sometimes the battles God gives us seem unrealistic, but for some reason, he doesn't hesitate to throw some to me :(
Keep us in your prayers.