Go figure...

I sent the email yesterday and Frankie called the classroom and I didn't hear anything else.  I assume they figured out a way to manage without my help.  Corey came home yesterday and I was expecting a rough night.  But I didn't have one.  He was an angel, perfect actually although I am a little afraid to write it and jinx the whole thing.  He had his dinner, came in and watched a bit of television with me and was asleep by 10:00.  I can't even remember the last time he went to bed that early.  Even this morning he was fine, he was up and ready for the bus without any trouble.  

Maybe throwing up my hands in disgust is the way to go LOL...