Wendy stayed in her room almost all day.  Her pyschiatrist says that's okay.  I used to try to coaxe her out to mingle more with the family but he says her room is her little world, sort of a cave, and it is a safe place for her to be.  She likes old magazines. She sits on her bed and cuts them up into a million, no billion little pieces - I'm not kidding.  Sometimes she colors them.  She listens to her music and sings along. I taped her once and If I can get Todd to show me how to put it up, I will. It is so cute.  She gets the main words and makes up the rest.  She can't carry a tune at all, but she does know Fortissimo! 

  When she did come upstairs to eat, I noticed she tripped on every little thing the kids left out.  We really have to have  a family council and talk about that. They can play upstairs with all the toys, but not down here because she absolutely cannot see anything on the floor in front of her.  Actually, she is very very brave to walk around like she does. I would be clinging to the walls and sliding my feet.  She still tries to play her DS.  I have ordered a bigger one but it isn't here yet.  She has it about 3 inches from her eye and still talks to the little dogs she has bought in that program.  She didn't have any tantrums today, the doctor talked to her yesterday about that - we'll see how long that lasts. We just never know what will set her off.

  Still waiting for doctor to call and let us know what he can do, meanwhile it's day to day.  Thank you all again for your support and for your prayers, everyone of you. Your notes have really touched my heart and I feel so close to you.   -Linda