Elizabeth

Well they are in bed. It's difficult to put into words how a day mothering Elizabeth (7) is, she is very hard on herself therefore anything, be it something being tipped up or someone just looking at her, can set her off. Tonight after school her friend came to play they dressed up in Indian suits, made pizza for tea, played on the computer, went outside in our communal garden and played with a neighbour. The neighbour who is six and autistic then came into play, it was all quite highly charged but manageable because i was on my own which makes it easier (no adult conversation my 110% concentration). Pizza was ate and enjoyed, i served pudding and then the door went it was Elizabeth friends mother,between leaving the children eating greek yogurt and honey and opening my front door (1 min) Elizabeth started to scream. The child's mother must have wondered what was going on and the truth is nothing, Elizabeth was just being Elizabeth, after they had gone i tried to explain how that would look to friends mother. But i am wasting my breathe, I love Elizabeth and here are five special things about her

1)Elizabeth was named Elizabeth after my sweet sister-in-law (she is up in the clouds with the angels watching over us all)
2) Elizabeth is Welsh ( the only one in our family that is Welsh)
3) Elizabeth was born in the bathroom at home (this was planned)
4) Elizabeth is a good at both reading and spelling ( better at spelling than Alicia who is eighteen)
5) Elizabeth is the best litter picker the police have in this area (she has a certificate to proof it)

My long term hope for Elizabeth and my mental health is that she will lighten up ......