I was driving the car on the way to the open day at the boys school when it came over the radio that a plane had crashed into a building in New York City. I was so overcome with emmotion I had to pull over. Not that I thought that it was another attack but it was just too painful to hear, almost like Stuart dying all over again. I went through all the thoughts of 9/11. It was almost like the entire day replayed in my head.

The teacher grabbed me at school when I was dropping ZQ off. She asks me “was ZQ premature?” no. “How long did he live in NZ” I say we just stayed 3 months why? She goes on to say that he is not doing well and keeping up with his peers and she is thinking that he needs to be back a class (with the 3 year olds, as in the same class as EQ). The conversation was pretty short and I was so shocked I didn’t think of all the right questions to ask but the gist of it is they think he’s a bit slow. How can they have such an entirely different opinion of a boy than everyone esle that has met him? Even when he was evaluated by the private school they said he was a very capable and smart boy. I have noticed the teachers can be a bit impatient and blunt with him. But I just don’t know what to do. For starters no more dairy and much more strict with the diet. Poor boy wants so badly to please his teachers too. He came home and we were playing math games and he was doing complicated equasions. So the information is more than there, he just doesn’t understand how to get it out to them. To be honest I just don’t think he sees the point in some of the stuff the do….

We took care of Ms E today. She seems well.

We went to the open day for EQs class this afternoon. It went well. The teacher seems to have a really soft spot for EQ. She said all he does all day is smile at her and when she gets him to open up he talks non-stop. When I told BQ this he said “EQ talks? Really?” and thats his own father! lol. So he is doing well. They had crafts afterwards and the kids all made bead necklaces. Was fun.