And then this little one walks into my life in a hell of a mess. I've written about her here and here.
And the fun starts to happen. She is dyslexic but has a photographic memory so if she's seen something once, her memory stores it. Very handy in a store where I was looking for a small fan for a bedroom and she whizzed off and came back with one small white convertible one and I said "perfect". And we laughed. And she got her hair
I see the world through her eyes and she's funny and talky even though her life story would make you cry for her. She doesn't cry for herself.
I hope she makes it. I truly do. And so far so good at 2 weeks and 2 days.