I have no idea what I’m doing. I find that on the verge of Davey’s kindergarten placement, I am lost amid a sea of confusion on what is right for him - how much inclusion, how hard do I fight, what is he capable of… I have no idea. No idea. And I feel like I am about to take a huge life-altering exam for which I have studied far too little. Cram time.

More on all that later when a toddler isn’t running around my bedroom, pulling off her jammies.