She's brilliant, and I have no qualms about saying that :) But she's also a toddler, with all the limitations and angst that implies.
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I hope things go well for you and your family, even with the difficulties.
Little do they know the child I have to deal with sometimes
Not to turn everything into a talk about MEMEME!!!!! but that's what my mom says about my childhood. They knew I wasn't normal, they tried to get a diagnosis for me - but the doctors, who *didn't* know me, either gave me diagnoses of things which were clearly not right, or would smile and say "oh, she's fine, she's just very bright and a bit quiet", which wasn't right. They didn't see me screaming, crying, kicking and having my mom hold me down at ten years old, they didn't see the fact that I couldn't tie my shoes or wear certain fabrics, or, when it came to that, pick out my clothes in the morning (after we moved to SI, I strongly remember mornings being hell on my parents because of the fact that I had to get dressed. I'm not sure if I was like that before the move, but for a while I couldn't do that on my own), they barely even saw that when I was little, I could speak but people didn't understand me. Honestly, I'm surprised they didn't just scream.
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*hugs more*
I hope things go well for you and your family, even with the difficulties.
Little do they know the child I have to deal with sometimes
Not to turn everything into a talk about MEMEME!!!!! but that's what my mom says about my childhood. They knew I wasn't normal, they tried to get a diagnosis for me - but the doctors, who *didn't* know me, either gave me diagnoses of things which were clearly not right, or would smile and say "oh, she's fine, she's just very bright and a bit quiet", which wasn't right. They didn't see me screaming, crying, kicking and having my mom hold me down at ten years old, they didn't see the fact that I couldn't tie my shoes or wear certain fabrics, or, when it came to that, pick out my clothes in the morning (after we moved to SI, I strongly remember mornings being hell on my parents because of the fact that I had to get dressed. I'm not sure if I was like that before the move, but for a while I couldn't do that on my own), they barely even saw that when I was little, I could speak but people didn't understand me. Honestly, I'm surprised they didn't just scream.