This just in! Miss Mia dressed herself after her shower! Shirts included. I'm a mean oldish Italian mother, channeling my wonderful old Italian grandmother - I bundle my kids up for bed. T-shirt and sweatshirt with flannel pj pants. Mia has struggled to get her shirts on (imagine a very frustrated blue/pink/pick your shirt color ghost bumping into things with the shirt stuck on her head) for ages. Her wonderful teacher Miss Jianine has really helped her master self-care skills. Better than a Significant Deal on PM this is!
How did I forget???
My MS is revised and with my agent! Finally, finally, finally. As one writer friend pointed out (Paaaat) "This is kind of your third book by now, right?" Um, yes. Talk about your long, strange trip. I started writing that novel as a free alternative to intense psychotherapy and/or IV delivered narcotics, during a very rough time in our life. The usual stuff: 3 kids with autism. Husband out of work. All marketable skills having rusted to the point of no return...... And so smarty pants Miss Kat Cavicchio was born. I swear her name is about the only thing that remains from that first draft. T'ank God!
Girls are on their way home from school. Have a good weekend all!