A date with Maggie

Maggie was once diagnosed with "mild language disorder", and more than one psychiatrist told me that she's actually suffering from her own emotional problems instead of dysfunctions in other parts of her body. It's not autism, thank God.

She will start her first expressive art therapy tomorrow at Tai-an Hospital. We had fun last time when I took her for assessment.

I'll devote my Thursday morning to her and her only. Hope this will help her develop a calmer state of mind and, in the long run, recover her language abilities. I'll be more than happy to see her grow into a little chatty box!