Nixon had an okay day. It was actually not bad until he got home.
School was okay. Seven smiles. Twenty minutes out of class, lost 4 minutes of his 30 minutes of tablet time because it's February and we've upped it to one minute lost for every 5 minutes out of class. He's still struggling with his writing assignments, which means I'm making a phone call tomorrow to find out where the IEP implementation stands.
He received an IEP progress report, they're required quarterly for all students with IEPs and have zero reflection of the IEP being in place.
I don't know what's going on with him and lunchtime but he only ate a small amount of his lunch and he spent time out of the cafeteria during lunch.
When we came home, Nixon was calmly and quietly sitting on the sofa when my cat darted into the room, tired jumping onto the back of the sofa and failed. She fell onto Nixon, scratching his side.
Nixon has a strong reaction to immediate and unexpected pain. As soon as Arwen fell on him and he felt her feet on him he started shrieking. It took me over 5 minutes to get him to stop crying and to breath. Lots of sobbing and teeth chattering from him.
This isn't uncommon and he spent most of the night getting equally as upset about the scratch. Especially at bath time. It took a while to get him totally calm but he went to bed and forgot about the scratch.
I'm not looking forward to removing that bandaid in the morning.....