Mom can’t seem to get that song out of her head. She sings it non stop and associates it with Harry Potter. 🤷‍♀️

She’s in a great mood when she sings, so I can’t complain. I know these are the good days. Anxiety and depression is low, accidents are kept at bay. Sadness and tears can wait till tomorrow. I’m happy she’s happy. I’m Grateful for what we have. Although she tries to clean and help with things like dishes, she doesn’t know where things go and stacks items all over the counter tops and lines things up like she’s attempting to organize, most things need re-washed because she uses her hands to “wash” things with no soap or sponges. And tends to mix up “clean” and dirty items. I let her “help” just because she likes to be involved when I’m in the kitchen. But return after she’s left to redo the dish washing and put things away. Although I do thank her profusely multiple times for helping.

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