It's finally happened. My middle son has a mite of a disability, Apraxia. He's 8 now, and speaking fairly well all things considered, but it's affecting his reading aloud, his spelling and other writing output.
He told me this morning on the way to school that he was happy that he was doing well this year, I told him if he kept doing his best he'd be amazed at what he could get done this year...I said you will be shocked - you're smart.
He says dead seriously, I quote - "No I'm not, I'm stupid. I can't even spell little words."
We were close to the school so I didn't have much time to get into it...I told him again that his brain doesn't quite work the same as everyone else, just because he can't get it down on paper doesn't mean he doesn't know it, that he's really smart, etc. He had this look on his face like...yeah right mom, whatever.
My gawd, the boy has enough problems. That's the last thing he needs to be thinking about himself
He told me this morning on the way to school that he was happy that he was doing well this year, I told him if he kept doing his best he'd be amazed at what he could get done this year...I said you will be shocked - you're smart.
He says dead seriously, I quote - "No I'm not, I'm stupid. I can't even spell little words."
We were close to the school so I didn't have much time to get into it...I told him again that his brain doesn't quite work the same as everyone else, just because he can't get it down on paper doesn't mean he doesn't know it, that he's really smart, etc. He had this look on his face like...yeah right mom, whatever.
My gawd, the boy has enough problems. That's the last thing he needs to be thinking about himself
