I just found out that my youngest grandson is classified as special needs. He's been diagnosed with apraxia, or the inability to make a lot of sounds necessary for speech- he has extreme difficulty talking. He's about to turn 3 years old & we wondered why he wasn't talking as much as he should, now we know why. This is something I can handle easily since my granddaughter also has apraxia (along with autism & other problems). We already have the necessary stuff to deal with this. SO its not that big of a deal, the hard part is getting his parents to understand what's happening with him & what to do about it. On the flip side, since he's classified special needs, there are massive amounts of help accessible for him. And since we have already been through the special needs maze with my granddaughter, we can help with my grandson too.
I know this blog is supposed to be about quilting, and other fiber arts, but it also deals with my life in general, therefore, I use it (and other things) to get stuff out of my system. So forgive me for posts about frustration, sadness, and other not so good stuff going on in my life at the moment. Writing about it here is a much better way of dealing with the pain than some other methods available. Thanks for "listening".