The full import of this is going to be hard to get across unless you actually know me in the 'real' world or have a severely disabled person in your immediate family.
Okay, now at this point you almost have to imagine the heavens parting and the sounds of the choirs invisible because :
Just on a whim I asked David to make his bed and for the very first time in his life, he did it!!!!!!!!
The doona was pulled up pretty neatly but the quilt sort of defeated him a bit... but he did it. He knew what I was asking him to do and he attempted to execute it.
Which is why I'm sitting here typing at 9 o'clock [ when what I should be doing is driving him into his Day Placement. ] because I'm feeling very emotional at the moment and this is the best way I have to share it.
Talk to you all later :]