I have a confession to make: If someone told me ten years ago that one of my children would have average intelligence, I may have been a tad disappointed. The old me was a bit of a pompous ass.
Yesterday, I got the results of the psychological evaluation Daphne had as a part of her transition from CPSE to CSE. In September, she will Kindergarten. The results of her IQ test are exactly this, she has average intelligence. I was thrilled. Reading those words, and the psychologists’ recommendation that she is ready to join a general education Kindergarten class filled me with pride and joy. How things can change.
The transition to CSE included another battery of evaluations, and Daphne is now very much aware that she is being tested. After her Kindergarten assessment – something that every child in the district goes through, not just those with an IEP – she rattled off the list of the activities she was asked to do like a jaded old veteran: “I built with blocks, wrote my name, cut with scissors, wrote a story…”(insert bored tone, yadda, yadda, yadda). Was it fun, I asked? “It was OK,” she said. Later, I witnessed a friend’s son discuss the same assessment like it was the most fun hour of his week.
So, Kindergarten. We’ve had IEP meeting when went over all the evaluations: PT, OT, Psychological, Educational and Classroom Observation. Not surprisingly, Daphne is still quite delayed in her gross motor skills. Her OT delays, everyone suspects, are connected to the gross motor weakness. She has made amazing progress in the past year. The district approved PT and OT once a week in school for her, and the therapists will have a quarterly consult with her K teacher. The next step is elaborating a 504 plan. This will include all possible medical accommodations that she will need in public school. She takes her meds at home, but there are some subtle accommodations she needs which are not negotiable. For instance, her lunchbox needs to be refrigerated, she needs access to water and someone to monitor if she is well hydrated, she shouldn’t be in the sun too long, and the special ed teacher at the meeting recommended that she shouldn’t share her supplies to minimize germ trading. I feel pretty good about how the district has taken her on. The medical director was present in the meeting, and told me she is alerting the nurse of all her issues. When we came in for K registration, the nurse already knew all about Daphne.
There are a couple more weeks left of Pre-K. In preparation for her moving-up ceremony, Daphne and her parental helper were supposed to prepare a poster that included “all about her.” Her family, her favorite things (chocolate, dogs, Lucy), things she doesn’t like (cats, snakes), and basic information like age, height, weight. I filled everything out and it occurred to me that a couple of years ago I would have refused to write down her height and weight for public consumption. This time, I didn’t think twice about it. Our little girl is caught up, she and Lucy occupy equivalent spots on the height/weight chart.
She was also asked what she wanted to be when she grew up, and her answer was “super-girl.” Little does she know, she’s been super girl for over five years..