This is a test.....

Do you have any idea how many county and school district employees I have in my house in a year, a month, a week?
And I know they are here for Joseph. But I always feel they are watching every move. Evaluating how clean the house is. They never appear to notice the house my mom always says "I am sure they have seen worse" her way of sayingt's fine, it's good" but it makes me uneasy.
And as Joseph is climbing up on the desk, or throwing the crayons I feel the eyes on me "what will she do now?" scribble in the notebook.
Today it was the school psychologist... Test after test and if I coached him he got a lesser score. DRATS. So I sat while they showed him pictures of things and asked him to name them, a sink (he made the sign for wash 1 point not 2) a fish (we pointed at the aquarium) 1 pt not 2, a paint brush zero points he didn't know, a window he said mirror 1 point.
I was pulling my hair out!!!!
Draw a line... draw a circle... stack the blocks. No don't make a train, make a tower, he leaned in and said to the lady "Wa Wa Tower" teeth clenched. He did not want to make a train.
Pencils down, time is up.
Finally she left. He collapsed in a heap of exhaustion and frustration taking a nap and I think a glass of wine would be grand right now or a one pound bag of M&M's.
But I am eating a Weight Watcher frozen meal and water.

We had three major things to ge thro this week. Two down, one to go.
So far so good. I feel like the third might just kill me. I'll let you know.