I t’s been a while since I blogged, which is not what I had planned. I started this blog in some ways because life rarely goes how you expect, and the last year has been true to form. After a few good conversations about shared experiences and a realization that this month is Dyslexia awareness month, I’m back.  So, first, a recap… Wilson was identified with dyslexia at the end of first grade. Second grade was the year we started to put the pieces together and get support for Wilson. Third grade was the year it all came together and still fell apart.  I kept in touch with Wilson’s first-grade teacher throughout the testing and placement in second grade. Since Wilson did not qualify for the Extended School Year (or we never discussed it?), and we wanted to keep some of the momentum from the end of the year, she tutored Wilson during the summer. Although she was not specifically a reading specialist, she knew how to motivate Wilson and help with his executive function issues. Sometimes,