Yesterday was a sad day in the Hudson house. Bryson's bird landed in the belly of the cat. I did not receive a call home but it was very close. I know what you are thinking what could he have possibly done for his bird to be eaten. Well, it's what we knew all along. Ladies and Gentlemen we have a talker. He just would not shut his mouth yesterday. I have even had a hard time with this at home. From the time his little eyes open in the morning until he goes to sleep that boy is always talking. We will even catch him talking in his sleep some nights.
I asked the teacher if she had any suggestions and she said that he could sit at a desk right next to hers. Right now they have group tables. He sits with a group of four or five other students, so sitting at a desk all by himself with the teacher would be a big thing. I told her to let me try and talk to him and we would go from there. When Joe got home from work last night we talked to him about his talking and that if he couldn't stop he would have to sit with the teacher. He didn't like the thought of that at all. I am not sure how he did yet today, i can only hope for the best.