Still healthy, bored and confused as usual, but mostly happy. I don’t understand how she can be so oblivious and am grateful she’s not mentally unstable as I fear I would be if I were in her shoes.

One dinner we had frozen pizza. If I don’t make her plate for her, she doesn’t understand what to do with her plate. The fact that food goes on top of a plate, is a concept beyond her grasp. She finished her 3 slices and started circling the kitchen looking like she wanted more, so I asked, “do you want another slice?” Questions terrify her, I try not to ask them anymore, but sometimes I forget human interactions are no good and still try. She looks at me blankly, or like I’m scolding her. I try to prompt her and say the food is on the stovetop. She spins wildly flapping the plate. Shaun tried pointing to the food, she points back at him then wildly points to the ceiling, the floor the sink, not understanding. I try again, “put the pizza on your plate”. It takes her a few try’s, but eventually she picks up a pizza slice motions to the plate, “do I need that?” So I pick up my own plate and show her the pizza on my plate. “Like this!” And she finally gets it right. We both cheer! “Yes!” And she beams like she figured out a complex physics exam.

She enjoys getting out, but explaining how much walking is involved when we go play in the park never helps, and half way through the course there’s some moaning and sighs, indicating she’s had enough. But she rarely complains.

Since the walking, and going to the park and disk golf is our only form of outdoor activity, this week. We make it work.

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