Good and bad news

When our neighbor dropped by last night, unfortunately it wasn't a social call. He told us that evidently our garage door had been left open on Sunday night. Somehow the door didn't shut because something was in the way of the sensor. He found David's army medic bag laying in his yard (it has our last name on it) and brought it to the police station because he didn't know our last name. Literally one minute later (glad the tax dollars are working!) a community service officer was at our door. We also found out that about 10 places were hit that night in our area; which he said is very common and had just happened in his area 2 nights before. Luckily we don't park our cars outside, because cars had been broken into-windows broken. They rifiled through my glove box (all the stuff was laying on the seat), but nothing was gone. They must not have seen my cd's in the driver's side door. From David's car all they took was a $30-40 ipod player. SO weird, because there's numerous tools and valuable fishing poles in the garage as well...Luckily our new bikes are up on hooks in the rafters, which they would have to climb on David's car to get down. The burley (baby cart for the bike) was wedged in by David's car. Some people had garage door openers and house keys taken. Um, I keep my keys in the house, duh...I am grateful the situation wasn't worse, but if the thieves are found, we can charge them with burglary since they were in our garage. I am also grateful it wasn't one of the 2 prior nights, since David was gone on guards. We are so careful about locking up everything at night, so I guess this is a lesson learned to double and triple check everything.

First day of school 9/2/08

Hard to hear

Amanda started 3rd grade this week...Boy how time flies. And she's even "older" for her grade, since her birthday is in the fall. In first grade her teacher noticed she was "behind" the level of her classmates. So special services did some evaluations to see if she'd qualify for help. And she did. She has been doing small groups in reading and math, this year adding writing. The school gave us a diagnosis of Developmental Cognitive Disability. An outside psychologist gave us an ADHD diagnosis. And for the record, we are completely against medication. But we are afraid that she will never completely be mainstreamed with her regular class. I know we have to celebrate the leaps and bounds the things she has achieved. It's just very hard to hear that your child is struggling and there's nothing you could have done differently. She just is the way she is. I just don't think it helped having had her father deployed 2 times. She definitely regressed during those changes. I mean I'm an adult, and I had a hard time dealing with it.

I'm looking into some other resources for help but if anyone has suggestions, please let me know. Hopefully I can stop having tears stream down my face every time I think about this. :)