On top of it all, in the middle of everything else, Ike has dyslexia.
I've suspected something was up for awhile now (one of my older brothers has dyslexia and I started spotting some similarities pretty early on). Ike is a smarty-smart-smart-pants and a good little student, but kept falling farther and farther behind in reading and writing. He knows his letters and phonics and all the mechanics and spends hours looking at books and trying to write, but when faced with with any word longer than three or four letters, he's completely lost. He flips letters around and upside down and fills the middle of words with strings of random vowels. His eyesight is fine and he's on grade level (or even a bit above) in math and everything else. He's been in speech therapy for a year now to correct his lisp and articulation problems, but his progress there hasn't resulted any improvement in his writing or spelling. I signed him up for a summer reading program that he LOVES and works SO adorably super hard at, but he's so behind his peers the teacher bumped his online curriculum down to the kindergarten level.
And then he told me that sometimes the letters and words move and wiggle around on the page, which. Okay, yeah. That's not good.
Fortunately he already has an IEP in place at school and dyslexia is an "easy" add, according to his team. He'll be formally assessed there this fall so services can get put in place ASAP. Meanwhile we're hurling ourselves into the word of reading specialists and tutors and WHAT DO WE DO HOW DO WE HELP. TEAM PARENT ADVOCATES, ASSEMBLE!
We've got this. Or we will. We'll do our dangedest to get this.