We have all been talking to Brayden about school. Letting him know the day was coming...that he was going to be a big boy and behave at school. Carter and Luke talked with him about it. Jeremy and I talked with him about it. His nurse and respite gal talked with him. All of us hoping he would be happy (well maybe not happy, do not want to expect too much, so at least content) and ready to start school.
Last week, I got a message from Brayden's bus driver; she was with him last year and a couple of years ago. She called to let me know Brayden was not on her route this year. I thought, no big deal because they change them around every year but it was sweet of her to check. She proceeded to tell me that her route was the same and Brayden was not on it so she wanted to make sure he was okay or if he switched schools. She also called school transportation and found that he was not even on the list...they did not have him for bus transportation.
Brayden has been riding the bus for several years now, from our house to the same school. Not sure how or why there was a mix up. I called transportation and the school trying to sort it all out. It seems as though many special ed kids were without a bus. And most them, Brayden included, do not live near the school so the bus is important to get them to the school.
The assistant principal worked to find out info and get everyone set. Brayden does not have bus transportation the first week of school, thus momma will be taking him and picking him up. He should have a bus next week. His days will be short because I need to pick him up early to get back to Waterford in time for Luke.
Brayden was ready this morning, we tried to tell him that he would ride with mommy to school and he would be starting school. Having a bus ride would have really let him know but mom was the ride today.
Praying he does well and the transition going back is smooth (minus the transportation problem but we can handle that). He will be tired and hopefully not too upset with me.
UPDATE: Brayden did really well at school. It did help that his day started in music class. He even did the stander, without much protest. It seems as though he put on his big boy pants today and decided to not fight it...although I am not sure he knows this is happening every day now...