I'm gonna go back a little while... time got away from me.
Boyd got approved for the special services bus. Boy did that make me smile in relief. We were informed on the day before fall break so the poor kid stressed about it for 5 days. Monday morning came and he said he didn't want to do it, he wasn't going to do it and I wasn't going to make him do it. The bus pulled in and he just wouldn't budge. Finally James had to physically put him on the bus. He said you could see all these heads under the seats watching the commotion. He got on the bus. That was a major accomplishment. All in all it took 3 or 4 minutes, not bad considering. He got home and said it wasn't tooooo bad. It has continued to be a struggle. Some days he will get right on the bus, others, like today, I have to pull his leg up onto the step and keep going until he is on the bus. Of course, on Friday he told me there was a little boy on the bus who called him a baby and has been pushing him around. I told him he was going to have to do something about it because he HAS to ride the bus. We talked about telling the bus driver and telling the principal about what is going on so they can help.
Seriously, though... this is a special services bus. There has to be something different about you in order for you to get approved to ride it. Wouldn't you think that they would be just a little more sensitive and less likely to do that crap?